Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know some niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
Niggas that they MCs
Can't get touched, well it's time
Who the fuck is Lil
I you like ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got floors, your 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 the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, Ciroc orange
Trel said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you the news
If your daughter need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on at the House Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get in Vegas 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 echelon, no Lil Jets just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby
My Maybach cost 2
you ain't got Don't talk my language
I'm king shitting on yo
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small like
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain
teething on hundos
I'll you like the slave 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 Don't talk to me
It's levels to this boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll take 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, money
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo let a nigga hit him with a ratchet
Big U let a nigga get matches
I'ma torch the building La Familia
Pull up and a nigga backwards
it up, smoke a nigga like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
Coming through my dogs
That going through walls
beef shit? That's me shit
Pull up bangin' Meek shit
That monster pull up side of that Benz?

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

First off lemme go on 40 again
about my kids on Instagram?
Nigga must wanna get his ass again!
a lie like I pulled out a Glock on him
Don't me resurrect Pac again!
You like Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga to the cops again
all Gucci Mane, Waka 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
even your niggas it's a (green Light)
Better run through the red
around 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 lips but they like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I don't with no new niggas
they like to sue, no woo
Tyga hit me "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 serving these
Yo T raw, time to murder these
Black suburban niggas
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young Bergin' niggas

Ain't start making guns they made you nigga
Ain't no but I'll 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, this?
Niggas talking all that shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass
Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go with no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
Niggas out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through your set like Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Four
get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, 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 bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold head
If you getting money nigga your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They Fuck me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She ain't never met a who can't die
I'm so I'm so Northside
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 Town 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 Barksdale in 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 that was Future's song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done yourself a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You heard of Lil Nigga, hell nah!