Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh At Em

You know what the fuck on, man
You better strap in your
Well, it's be a rough ride
It's the king,
Blaze

No introduction really
Get the like a secretary
Boy, I'm
When I'm dead and buried, still be kicking in the cemetery
music originator
Fresh off of my hiatus, yelling, 'Fuck you' to all of my
Skywalker, I'm Darth Vader
Promise, I don't a shit about 'em
Let 'em know, turn him red, tell 'em he don't matter, yeah!
Like I'm pimpin in a and a
New Cadillac with some all hammer
Long as I remember, I ran Atlanta
I give a damn 'bout a dog faced hoe
Sister to gettin' thangs from a check, so how can I
Settin' numbers in the hood, do I say do
Tell 'em niggas break bread or dead
Or bare it, hate that
50 million, yeah, to make that
Middle finger, if you vote for
See me outside you know what's up
I hearing no peace talk
Ain't shit funny, no
Like a Black Panther, we armed to the
Cracker it, we squeeze off
Swear to God, I could've Freddie Gray
Or Mike Brown getting shot
With a on me and a half a brick
And 'Ye blam-blamming by Bland
Listen, boy, your challenge the runnin' man
I will challenge with a gun in
What you see before you, fuck what they done told you, bitch I this shit from nothin', man
Grand over errythang
Molly, and the Mary-Jane
It's the king, nigga like a swervin' in and out of every lane
Never been a of they in-crowd
Got a problem me? I say, 'Fuck Y'all'
Got the same friend that I came in
Duckin' all lame shit, ayy
Everyone I is on go
all rolled in a 4 by 4
Believe, if I him, that the hoe gon' go
See me with it, you ain't see the hoe no more
love when I talk that shit
Roll by the car lot, and bought that shit
Caught case after and I fought that shit
Then watch he give a damn, and off that brick
I lived the shit that they 'bout
Care nuttin' 'bout what cappin' 'bout
Bankroll mama, we know this
We cashin' out, we up
Stackin' up them
neighborhood 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 you done fucked up, don'cha?
no stoppin' this shit, partna
And you what happened if you run me hot in this bitch, now

We turned to the max, hat cocked to the left
Turned to the back, tried, see, we weren't havin' that
Send shots where bandana at
Drop a nigga off Alabama at
what nigga get for tryna battle rap
Head shot, be one and down
No drive-by, but we run and gun
A nigga walk up to you, while you off stunts
you up your jewelry, nigga, run that money
Nigga games, thinkin' show not funny
'Til my young nigga and done it for me, yeah
For the love of the
it binned untill you sell
Nigga, nobody care 'bout it
Don't nobody hear 'bout it
You got problems, huh? Well, it's the same for everybody
And, nigga, I gon' lie
I promise, not a day go by
I ain't on the grind, if I ain't on
If it's one thing that I I can't go by
Tryna put six wheels on a Range
I ain't playin' no games, that's you know, sir
If you think at the top, tell 'em move over
2Pac and the new Hova, goddamn
Know the hustle now, come with us and
We dodgin' suckas, duckin' clowns
We chasing mills so we can put down
Bullshit but we run that town
But millions and no cap and gown
Went from raw to look what happen now
throne, concrete crown
Caught that line, you're gettin' down
Real boy veteran
boy academy
Here dope fiends still remember be when they sick and needed their medicine
You better it partner, you ain't' from 'round here
Think it's sweet, you got the wrong
Get stripped naked, out there
Tell 'em, so the fuck I care
'Bout the music, all black Uzi
packin', I'm not stupid
Still to do it, if you act stupid
Get locked up and get to it, yeah
Trap music, all Uzi
Get locked up and get back to it,