Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go silly with
I got a rocket
Down to cock and and pop a nigga that really impose
Niggas that's wit me is villans in
That lost all they good and they 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 with those
rocky as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten bigger
My is so chilly, it froze
Really I'm than ever, my niggas goin' for whatever
gripped up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a
Leave his whole bloody
shorty done put in her tampon on already
Shooting a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the on already
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, meet up with friends
'Cause all of our gone-gone already
Nigga the-, nigga
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 gotta be in
She wanna eat morning
I treat it like porridge and her the cream of the wheat
And I rock it 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 that the piling
I'll be wildin' a nigga make about a B in a week
Fuck hating on me
But I'm Payton, always on the team 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 with a MAC
Is he that bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
Matter fact, me that
I'm literally at the spot he said he'd be at, but where is he at?
Like, nigga? Is you really tellin' me that?
Like I ain't prepared to hit him with a act?
Like, what you thought, I never react?
Have a nigga like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
a nigga put a whole shell in his back
Fuck niggas it back
Niggas get and start hating on a real nigga
It's like a nigga on a jealousy pack
Look, lil nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters hidden identities
who you send at me
I got a stack on me as a ruler and centipede
I got Geneve, I got the energy
I got the money, the power, the
I go to
I'm asking these niggas for 60 percent of the
No one me
Niggas is talking, but no one 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 nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, of y'all niggas sit next to me
Guard where your head and ya be
I suggest you never go testin' me
I suggest you niggas go testin' me, nigga

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