Luyện nghe bài hát Luck You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go sillly with
I got a rocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really
Niggas wit me is villans in hoodies
lost all they good and they feelings on road
It's so appealing, the feeling of killing a that pose
Get Milli Vanillied with
Turn a plate to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly those
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a flex gotten bigger
My is so chilly, it froze
Really I'm colder ever, my niggas going for whatever
Niggas up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a
Leave his body bloody
Like shorty put in her tampon on already
with a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the on already
We go to jail, shit'll be fine, we'll meet up with friends
'Cause all of our gone-gone already
Nigga the-, nigga
I'ma do a three in week, I gave the Jeep the
Either the double-R stitching, that or the Bentley B in the seat
I got my D in a freak, I be in repeat
She wanna eat morning
I treat it like porridge and gave her the cream of the
And I rock it P and a B
I don't cop it it's Louie, Gucci on the pocket
Or even a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money
I be wilding 'til a make 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, 'cause I'm accounting
It be money coming in and out it, paper cut the money
Dummy niggas, I been out it
Trying not to run up out it in a fight
With a knife, brought a gun up out it
Don't you run up out it, lil'
Uh, hit him with a MAC
Is he really that bad I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
fact, riddle me that
I'm literally at the spot that he said be at, but where is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you tellin' me that?
Like I ain't prepared to hit him with a act?
Like, what you thought, I would react?
a nigga looking like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
When a nigga put a shell in his back
Fuck niggas yelling it
Niggas get high and start on a real nigga
It's like a nigga on jealousy pack
Look, nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters with identities
Fuck who at me
I got a stack on me long as a ruler and
I got Geneve, I got the energy
I got the money, the power, the
I go to
I'm asking these niggas for 60 of the entity
No one me
Niggas is talking, but no one me
Niggas know what the of the end'll be
Niggas won't know how to find where they be
I'm a way nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, none of y'all 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 studio and just say shit and it out that way
You what I mean?
I promise y'all we down to go 36 hundred thousand rounds anybody
Let these niggas know that all that rapping fast
We can do it too,
Niggas be thinking they got that special
Not today, nigga, ain't right man?
Y'all what the fuck going on man
Who Who next? Who next? For real, who next?
Lemme know, know, I'm off this, I'm off this
me now