Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh At Em

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

No really necessary
Get the message like a
Boy, I'm
When I'm and buried, still be kicking flavor in the cemetery
Trap music
Fresh off of my hiatus, yelling, 'Fuck to all of my haters
Skywalker, I'm Darth Vader
Promise, I don't give a about 'em
Let 'em know, him red, tell 'em he don't even matter, yeah!
Like I'm in a Kangol and a
New with some all gold hammer
Long as I remember, I ran Atlanta
I could give a 'bout a dog faced hoe
used to gettin' thangs from a check, so how can I
Settin' numbers in the hood, do I say do
Tell 'em break bread or fake dead
Or bare it, they that
50 million, yeah, died to make
finger, if you vote for Trump
See me outside where you what's up
I ain't hearing no talk
Ain't shit funny, no
Like a Panther, we armed to the teeth
Cracker tried it, we off
to God, I could've been Freddie Gray
Or Mike Brown getting down
With a on me and a half a brick
And 'Ye blam-blamming by Bland
Listen, boy, your challenge with the man
I will challenge a gun in hand
What you see before you, fuck what they done told you, bitch I this shit from nothin', man
Grand Hustle errythang
Molly, Becky and the
It's the king, nigga like a 18-wheeler in and out of every lane
been a part of they in-crowd
Got a with me? I say, 'Fuck Y'all'
Got the same that I came in with
Duckin' all lame shit, ayy
I know is on go
Drive-bys all in a 4 by 4
Believe, if I catch him, the hoe gon' go
See me with it, you gon' see the hoe no more
They love when I that shit
Roll by the car lot, went and bought that
Caught after case and I fought that shit
Then watch he a damn, went and off that brick
I lived the shit that they 'bout
Care nuttin' what they cappin' 'bout
Bankroll mama, we know this
We cashin' out, we up
Stackin' up them
Certified neighborhood
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 fucked up, don'cha?
Ain't no this shit, partna
And you know what happened if you run me hot in bitch, now

We turned to the max, Atlanta hat cocked to the
Turned to the back, nigga tried, see, we weren't that
Send where your bandana at
Drop a nigga off Alabama at
what nigga get for tryna battle rap
Head shot, should be one and
No drive-by, but we run and gun
A nigga walk up to you, while you off stunts
'Til you up your jewelry, nigga, run that
Nigga games, thinkin' show not funny
my young nigga went and done it for me, yeah
For the of the bankroll
Keep it binned you sell
Nigga, don't nobody care it
Don't nobody wanna 'bout it
You got problems, Well, it's the same thing 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 Rover
I playin' no games, that's what you know, sir
If you think at the top, tell 'em move over
Modern 2Pac and the new Hova,
Know the hustle now, come with us and
We dodgin' suckas, duckin' clowns
We mills so we can put that down
Bullshit talk but we run that
But with and no cap and gown
from trappin' raw to look what happen now
Metal throne, crown
Caught that line, you're gettin' down
Real boy veteran
boy academy
Here dope fiends still remember be when they were sick and needed medicine
You better watch it partner, you ain't' 'round here
it's sweet, you got the wrong idea
Get naked, left out there
Tell 'em, so what the I care
'Bout the music, all black Uzi
packin', I'm not stupid
Still down to do it, if you act
Get locked up and get to it, yeah
music, all black Uzi
Get locked up and get back to it,