Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh At Em

You what the fuck goin' on, man
You strap in your seat
Well, it's gon' be a ride
It's the king,
Blaze

No introduction necessary
Get the message like a
Boy, I'm
I'm dead and buried, still be kicking flavor in the cemetery
Trap originator
off of my hiatus, yelling, 'Fuck you' to all of my haters
They Skywalker, I'm Darth
Promise, I don't give a about 'em
Let 'em know, turn him red, tell 'em he even matter, yeah!
Like I'm pimpin in a and a
New Cadillac with some all gold
as I remember, I done ran Atlanta
I could give a damn 'bout a dog hoe
Sister used to thangs from a check, so how can I
numbers in the hood, do what I say do
Tell 'em break bread or fake dead
Or bare it, they hate
50 million, yeah, died to make
finger, if you vote for Trump
See me where you know what's up
I ain't hearing no peace
Ain't funny, no hee-haw
Like a Black Panther, we to the teeth
Cracker it, we squeeze off
Swear to God, I been Freddie Gray
Or Brown getting shot down
With a pistol on me and a half a
And 'Ye blam-blamming by Bland
Listen, boy, your challenge with the man
I will with a gun in hand
What you see before you, fuck they done told you, bitch I brought this shit from nothin', man
Grand over errythang
Molly, and the Mary-Jane
It's the king, nigga like a 18-wheeler swervin' in and out of lane
Never a part of they in-crowd
Got a problem with me? I say, Y'all'
Got the same friend I came in with
Duckin' all lame shit, ayy
Everyone I is on go
Drive-bys all in a 4 by 4
Believe, if I him, that the hoe gon' go
See me with it, you ain't gon' see the hoe no
love when I talk that shit
Roll by the car lot, and bought that shit
Caught case after case and I fought shit
Then he give a damn, went and off that brick
I the shit that they rappin' 'bout
Care nuttin' 'bout what cappin' 'bout
mama, we know what this
We cashin' out, we up
up them zeroes
Certified hero
You can try one of them sucka niggas, better not try it with me
Ayy, ayy, ayy

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

We turned to the max, Atlanta hat cocked to the
Turned to the back, tried, see, we weren't havin' that
Send shots where bandana at
Drop a off where Alabama at
That's what nigga get for 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
'Til you up jewelry, nigga, run that money
Nigga playin' games, thinkin' show not
'Til my nigga went and done it for me, yeah
For the of the bankroll
Keep it binned you sell
Nigga, nobody care 'bout it
Don't nobody wanna hear it
You got problems, Well, it's the same thing for everybody
And, nigga, I ain't 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 want I go by
Tryna put six wheels on a Rover
I ain't playin' no games, that's you know, sir
If you think you're at the top, tell 'em move
2Pac and the new Hova, goddamn
Know the hustle now, come us and down
We dodgin' suckas, steady clowns
We chasing mills so we can put down
talk but we run that town
But with millions and no cap and
from trappin' raw to look what happen now
Metal throne, concrete
Caught line, you're gettin' beat down
Real dope boy
Dope boy
Here dope fiends still remember be when they were sick and needed medicine
You better watch it partner, you ain't' from here
Think it's sweet, you got the wrong
Get stripped naked, left out
'em, so what the fuck I care
'Bout the trap music, all Uzi
packin', I'm not stupid
Still down to do it, if you act
Get up and get back to it, yeah
Trap music, all Uzi
Get locked up and get to it, yeah