Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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

Ain't got no time for this rap
Blood Money, Cash
Ain't got no for this rap shit
Money, Blood 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 get some matches
torch the building this La Familia
Pull up and a nigga backwards
Light it up, smoke a like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
through with my dogs
That chopper through walls
beef shit? That's me shit
Pull up that Meek shit
That truck pull up side of that Benz?

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

First off 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
Don't me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy like Kendrick and Top and
Have a bitch running to the cops again
It's all Mane, Waka Flock and them (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on nigga it's a (green Light)
From my nigga died to Riverside
even your niggas know a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
fuck and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step these bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and that gon' come)
I don't with no new niggas
they like to sue, no woo
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? who nigga?
heard of these niggas
Some of the nerve of niggas
make me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
suburban these niggas
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young these niggas

Ain't start making guns when they you nigga
no Jayhawk but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
Move in on 50s
I got niggas on west and the of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am I am .45 Go blam with no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, go spam
dip through your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, no fans
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Four
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
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 nigga J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus They Fuck with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
Yellow G, me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She never met a nigga who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more in the Chi than Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be Chi Town 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 like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG like a car
Chopper spins, you do
Lil Durk a lil dirt

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