Luyện nghe bài hát Luck You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go with those
I got a rocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really
Niggas wit me is villans in hoodies
That lost all they good and feelings on road
It's so appealing, the feeling of killing a nigga that
Get Milli Vanillied those
Turn a beef plate to a
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
gripped up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands on a Dessy
Leave his whole bloody
Like shorty put in her tampon on already
Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the arm on the levy
See, the charm on
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, we'll up with friends
'Cause all of our mans gone-gone
the-, nigga the-
I'ma do a three in week, I the Jeep the receipt
Either the double-R stitching, that or the Bentley B in the seat
I got my D in a freak, I gotta be in
She wanna eat every
I treat it like porridge and gave her the of the wheat
And I it like P and a B
I don't cop it less it's Louie, Gucci on the
Or a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money piling
I be 'til a nigga make about a B in a week
Fuck niggas on me
Nut I'm Gary Payton, always on the team with the
And the counter, 'cause when I'm accounting
It be money coming in and out it, paper cut the money
Dummy niggas, I 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 that bad I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
Matter fact, me that
I'm literally at the 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 act?
Like, what you thought, I would never
Have a nigga like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
a nigga put a whole shell in his back
Fuck yelling it back
Niggas get high and start hating on a real
It's a nigga smoking on jealousy pack
Look, nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters with identities
who send at me
I got a on me long as a ruler and centipede
I got that Geneve, I got the
I got the money, the power, the
I go to
I'm asking these niggas for 60 percent of the
No one me
is talking, but no one offending me
Niggas know what the of the end'll be
Niggas won't how to find where they men'll be
I'm a way different on Hennessy
I got the recipe, none of y'all sit next to me
Guard your head and ya chess'll be
I suggest you niggas never go me
I you niggas never go testin' me, nigga

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