Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh At Em

You know what the goin' on, man
You better strap in your
Well, it's gon' be a rough
It's the king,
Just

No introduction really
Get the message a secretary
Boy, I'm
When I'm dead and buried, still be kicking flavor in the
Trap music
off of my hiatus, yelling, 'Fuck you' to all of my haters
They Skywalker, I'm Darth
Promise, I give a shit about 'em
Let 'em know, him red, tell 'em he don't even matter, yeah!
Like I'm pimpin in a and a
New Cadillac with some all hammer
Long as I remember, I done ran
I could give a damn 'bout a dog hoe
Sister used to gettin' thangs a check, so how can I
Settin' in the hood, do what I say do
Tell 'em niggas break bread or fake
Or bare it, they hate
50 million, yeah, died to make
Middle finger, if you vote for
See me outside where you what's up
I ain't hearing no peace
shit funny, no hee-haw
Like a Black Panther, we to the teeth
Cracker it, we squeeze off
Swear to God, I could've been Freddie
Or Mike Brown getting shot
With a pistol on me and a a brick
And 'Ye by Sandra Bland
Listen, boy, your challenge the runnin' man
I challenge with a gun in hand
What you see before you, fuck what they done told you, bitch I brought this shit nothin', man
Grand Hustle over
Molly, Becky and the
the king, nigga like a 18-wheeler swervin' in and out of every lane
Never been a part of in-crowd
Got a with me? I say, 'Fuck Y'all'
Got the same friend that I in with
Duckin' all lame shit, ayy
Everyone I is on go
all rolled in a 4 by 4
Believe, if I catch him, that the hoe go
See me it, you ain't gon' see the hoe no more
They when I talk that shit
Roll by the car lot, went and that shit
Caught case case and I fought that shit
watch he give a damn, went and off that brick
I lived the shit they rappin' 'bout
nuttin' 'bout what they cappin' 'bout
Bankroll mama, we what this
We out, we baggin' up
up them zeroes
Certified hero
You can try one of them niggas, better not try it with me though
Ayy, ayy, ayy

You know you done up, don'cha?
You know you done fucked up,
Ain't no this shit, partna
And you know what if you run me hot in this bitch, now

We turned to the max, Atlanta hat to the left
to the back, nigga tried, see, we weren't havin' that
Send shots where your at
Drop a off where Alabama at
That's what get for tryna battle rap
shot, should be one and down
No drive-by, but we run and gun
A nigga walk up to you, you showin' off stunts
you up your jewelry, nigga, run that money
Nigga playin' games, show not funny
my young nigga went and done it for me, yeah
For the of the bankroll
Keep it binned untill you
Nigga, don't nobody care it
Don't nobody hear 'bout it
You got problems, huh? Well, it's the same thing for
And, nigga, I gon' lie
I promise, not a day go by
I on the grind, if I ain't on fire
If it's one thing that I want I go by
Tryna put six wheels on a Range
I ain't no games, that's what you know, sir
If you think you're at the top, tell 'em move
Modern and the new Hova, goddamn
Know the hustle now, come with us and
We dodgin' suckas, steady clowns
We chasing mills so we can put down
Bullshit talk but we run that
But with and no cap and gown
Went trappin' raw to look what happen now
Metal throne, crown
Caught line, you're gettin' beat down
Real boy veteran
Dope boy
Here fiends still remember be when they were sick and needed their medicine
You better it partner, you ain't' from 'round here
Think sweet, you got the wrong idea
Get stripped naked, out there
Tell 'em, so what the fuck I
the trap music, all black Uzi
Still packin', I'm not
down to do it, if you act stupid
Get locked up and get back to it,
music, all black Uzi
Get locked up and get to it, yeah