Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know some Hoover that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its time
Niggas that they MCs
Can't get touched, well it's hammer
Who the is Lil Durk?
I you like ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
orange coupes, orange juice
said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at niggas when you heard the news
If your ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of like it's all cool
Might get in Vegas too
call Mally he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got in the field
20 Million, LK real, Yeezus in that SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby Nitty
My Maybach 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 Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too like Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you under the earth now it's a garden on tombstone
You shit stain
teething on hundos
I'll you like the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll bring the
You ain't platinum? talk to me
Grammy Don't talk to me
20 Million? talk to me
It's levels to shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll your name and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

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

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

Ain't making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 50s
I got on west and the Southside of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets Jay Cutler
this, what's this?
Niggas all that fuck shit, tough shit
Put a nigga on like
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I Lil Herb, I know 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
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 seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little nigga
Brown paper bag, on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got out here, west side, they feel us out here
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the hill is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, your head
If you getting money nigga hold your
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, 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 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 Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but free Bump J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in this Tale
OG like a car
Chopper spins, you do
Lil Durk under a lil

(And knows you)
Dis ain't they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I that was Future's song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done caught yourself a L dog
(Man nobody you)
You heard of Lil Nigga, hell nah!