Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go silly with
I got a pocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that impose
that's wit me is villans in hoodies
That lost all they and they feelings on road
It's so appealing, the of killing a nigga that pose
Get Milli with those
Turn a plate to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly with
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a flex gotten bigger
My wrist is so chilly, it
Really I'm colder than ever, my niggas goin' for
Niggas up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
or the desert, hands drawn on a Dessy
Leave his whole body
Like done put in her tampon on already
Shooting with a cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the on already
We go to jail, this be fine, we'll meet up with friends
'Cause all of our mans gone-gone
Nigga the-, the-
I'ma do a three in week, I the Jeep the receipt
Either the double-R stitching, it's or the Bentley B in the seat
I got my D in a freak, I be in repeat
She eat every morning
I treat it like porridge and gave her the cream of the
And I it like P and a B
I don't cop it less Louie, Gucci on the pocket
Or even a D and a G, 'cause the way the money piling
I'll be wildin' 'til a nigga make about a B in a
Fuck niggas on me
But I'm Gary Payton, always on the team the green
And the counter, 'cause when I'm accounting
It be money in and coming out it, paper cut the money
niggas, I been thumbing out it
Trying not to run up out it in a fight
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 that I gotta hit him with a bigger
Matter fact, riddle me
I'm literally at the spot he said he'd be at, but where is he at?
Like, really Is you really tellin' me that?
Like I ain't to hit him with a felony act?
Like, what you thought, I would react?
Have a nigga lookin' like he tryna fight in Smash
When a nigga put a whole shell in his
Fuck niggas yelling it
Niggas get high and start on a real nigga
It's like a nigga smokin' on a pack
Look, lil nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters hidden identities
who you 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 these niggas for 60 percent of the entity
No one me
is talking, but no one offending me
Niggas know the result of the end'll be
won't know how to find where they men'll be
I'm a way different on Hennessy
I got the recipe, of y'all niggas sit next to me
Guard where your head and ya be
I suggest you niggas never go me
I suggest you never go testin' me, nigga

I promise y'all 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 know what I
I promise we down to go 36 hundred thousand rounds with anybody
Let these niggas know that all rapping fast shit
We can do it too,
Niggas be thinking they got that sauce
Not today,
that right, man?
Y'all what the fuck goin' on, man
Who next? Who Who next? For real, who next?
know, lemme know, I'm off this, I'm off this
me now