Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know some Hoover niggas that's to ride
For a homicide, when its time
Niggas that they MCs
get touched, well it's hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I dust you like ash and
Your wack, my flow crack
Got floors, your floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need ankle
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't on the jet with the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
coupes, Ciroc orange juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you heard the
If daughter ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of like it's all cool
Might get trapped in too
call Mally he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby
My cost 2 chickens
you ain't got one? 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 swatting the
I'll put you under the earth now it's a garden on tombstone
You shit stain
teething on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips
You from Illinois? I'll bring the
You ain't Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? Don't to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's levels to this boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak you fall asleep with!

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

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

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

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

(And nobody you)
Dis what they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought was Future's song!)
(I'm bout to you)
You caught yourself a Little L dog
(Man nobody you)
You heard of Lil Durk? Nigga, nah!