Luyện nghe bài hát Luck You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go with those
I got a pocket
to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really impose
Niggas that's wit me is in hoodies
That lost all they and they feelings on road
It's so appealing, the of killing a nigga that pose
Get Vanillied with those
a beef plate to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in with those
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a nigga gotten bigger
My wrist is so chilly, it
Really I'm than ever, my niggas going for whatever
Niggas up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
or the desert, hands drawn on a Dessy
Leave his whole body
Like shorty done put in her tampon on
Shooting a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the charm on
We go to jail, this be fine, we'll meet up with friends
'Cause all of our gone-gone already
Nigga the-, the-
I'ma do a three in week, I the Jeep the receipt
Either the double-R stitching, it's that or the Bentley B in the
I got my D in a freak, I be in repeat
She eat every morning
I treat it like and gave her the cream of the wheat
And I it like P and a B
I don't cop it less it's Louie, on the pocket
Or even a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money
I be wilding 'til a nigga about a B in a week
niggas hating on me
Nut I'm Gary Payton, always on the with the green
And the money counter, when I'm accounting
It be coming in and coming out it, paper cut the money
niggas, I been thumbing out it
Trying not to run up out it in a fist
a knife, nigga brought a gun up out it
Don't you run up out it, lil'
Uh, hit him a mini MAC
Is he really bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
fact, riddle me that
I'm at the spot that he said he'd be at, but where is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you really me that?
Like I ain't prepared to hit him with a felony
Like, you thought, I would never react?
Have a nigga looking like he tryna fight in Smash
When a nigga put a shell in his back
Fuck yelling it back
get high and start hating on a real nigga
It's a nigga smoking on jealousy pack
Look, nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters hidden identities
who send at me
I got a stack on me long as a ruler and
I got that Geneve, I got the
I got the money, the power, the
I go to
I'm asking these for 60 percent of the entity
No one me
is talking, but no one offending me
Niggas know what the result of the be
Niggas won't know how to find where men'll be
I'm a way nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, of y'all niggas sit next to me
Guard where your and ya chess'll be
I suggest you niggas never go me
I suggest you niggas never go testin' me,

I promise you niggas I do shit in my sleep, it's easy
I come to the and just say shit and it comes out that way
You what I mean?
I y'all we down to go 36 hundred thousand rounds with anybody
Let these niggas that all that rapping fast shit
We can do it too,
Niggas be thinking they got that sauce
Not today, nigga, ain't that man?
know what the fuck going on man
Who Who next? Who next? For real, who next?
know, lemme know, I'm off this, I'm off this
me now