Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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

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

(Niggas saying nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
Cash Money, 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!

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

Ain't start making guns when 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
in on them 50s
I got niggas on and the Southside of Chi too
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, what's
Niggas all that fuck shit, tough shit
Put a nigga on like
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like ass whooping
Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands
Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
runnin' out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM with no
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever seen
Hit a 300 with my nigga Sosa
paper bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook
got killers out here, west side, they feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD bring the dope in
And BdD twins locked up in the and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga hold bread
Rock my P like L.E.D.
them Bogus They Fuck with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I mean
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 more niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi Jay)
I be more 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 free Bump J
4Ch but I'm like in this Shark Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil under a lil dirt

(And knows you)
Dis ain't what want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought that was song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done caught a Little L dog
(Man nobody you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!