Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know some Hoover that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, well it's hammer
Who the fuck is Lil
I you like ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, niggas broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the
My 52 Orange roofs
coupes, Ciroc orange juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
at them niggas when you heard the news
If your daughter ever need something, don't I got you
Posted up on at the House Of Blues like it's all cool
get trapped in Vegas too
call Mally he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, got niggas in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby
My Maybach 2 chickens
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm king shitting on yo
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up like in "Above The Rim"
You too small Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you under the earth now it's a garden on your
You stain teenagers
barely on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my mayo
You from Illinois? bring the noise
You platinum? Don't talk to me
nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Don't talk to me
It's to this shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that bitch you fall asleep with!

got no time for this rap shit
Blood Money, Cash
got no time for this rap shit
Cash Money, Money
Ain't got no time for this rap
rap money, money
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo Trel let a nigga hit him with a
Big U let a nigga get matches
I'ma torch the building La Familia
Pull up and spin a backwards
it up, smoke a nigga like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
through with my dogs
That going through walls
This beef shit? That's me
up bangin' that Meek shit
That monster truck pull up side of that

(Niggas saying nothin')
Choppers at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
Money, Family Hustle like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
T I got you, don't trip, nigga!

off lemme go on 40 Glocc again
Talk about my on Instagram?
Nigga wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie I pulled out a Glock on him
make me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy Kendrick and Top and them
a bitch nigga running to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Flock and them (green Light)
That mean go
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas it's a (green Light)
From where my died to Riverside
even your know it's a (green Light)
run through the red ones
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step behind these bars and I don't not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just your eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck with no new
they to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Dirk who nigga?
Never heard of these
Some of the nerve of these
make me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm these niggas
Yo T raw, time to murder these
Black suburban these
I'm taking bitches, I'm chains
yeah I'm Young Bergin' these

Ain't making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 50s
I got niggas on and the Southside of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, what's
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, shit
Put a nigga on like
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga like this ass whooping
Come fuck with me, I got hands, I got
Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through your set like Cam
I'm to the man, with no fans
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' the Chi, ain't ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Loko
get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got out here, west side, they feel us out here
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the capitol hill is out
? on the low end
all my BD niggas the dope in
And BdD locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't never met a who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi than Ye')
I'm on the low end with my Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's free J
4Ch but I'm like in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil under a lil dirt

(And nobody you)
Dis what they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought that was song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done yourself a Little L dog
(Man nobody you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!