Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know Hoover niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its time
Niggas thinkin' they MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I you like ash and purp
Your 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 ain't come on the jet with the
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, Ciroc juice
Trel said all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you heard the
If your daughter need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get trapped in too
call Mally Mall he Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got in the field
20 Million, LK real, with in that SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby
My Maybach 2 chickens
you ain't got Don't talk my language
I'm king shitting on yo
and we in the gym
Tryna be a End up like Flip 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 on hundos
I'll hold you the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll the noise
You platinum? Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's to this shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

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

First off go on 40 Glocc again
Talk my kids 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 like Kendrick and Top and
Have a bitch nigga to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Flock and them (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga a (green Light)
From where my nigga died to
your niggas know it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the of beef, 'cause I don't like no one)
(Step behind these and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I don't fuck with no new
they like to sue, no woo
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? Dirk who
Never heard of these
of the nerve of these niggas
Don't make me put on burgundy
Let the AK I'm these niggas
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black suburban these
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
I'm Young Bergin' these niggas

Ain't making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but K you nigga
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, throwing bullets Jay Cutler
Fuck this, what's
talking all that fuck shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that free like this ass whooping
Come fuck with me, I got hands, I got
Got damn I am I am .45 Go blam with no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
runnin' out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through your set Killa 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 nigga
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like Weasel and Chicago, out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? 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
Rock my P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I 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 niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi Jay)
I might be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi 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 Barksdale in this Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk under a lil

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