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 and pop a nigga that really impose
that's wit me is villans in hoodies
That lost all they good and they on road
It's so appealing, the feeling of a nigga that pose
Get Vanillied with those
Turn a beef to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly with
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a flex gotten bigger
My is so chilly, it froze
Really I'm colder than ever, my goin' for whatever
Niggas gripped up, tucked in the snow storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands on a Dessy
Leave his body bloody
Like shorty done put in her on already
Shooting with a Vietnam out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the charm on
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, we'll meet up friends
all of our mans gone-gone already
Nigga the-, nigga
I'ma do a three in week, I gave the Jeep the
the double-R stitching, it's that 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 rock it P and a B
I cop it less it's Louie, Gucci on the pocket
Or even a D and a G, the way that the money piling
I'll be 'til a nigga make about a B in a week
Fuck hating on me
But I'm Gary Payton, always on the team the green
And the money counter, 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
With a knife, nigga a gun up out it
you run up out it, lil nigga
Uh, hit him a mini MAC
Is he really that bad I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
Matter fact, riddle me
I'm literally at the spot that he he'd be at, but where is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you tellin' me that?
Like I ain't to hit him with a felony act?
Like, you thought, I would never react?
Have a nigga lookin' like he tryna in Smash Bros
When a nigga put a whole shell in his
Fuck niggas yelling it
Niggas get high and hating on a real nigga
It's like a smokin' on a jealousy pack
Look, lil nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters with hidden
Fuck who you 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 what 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 your head and ya chest'll be
I suggest you niggas never go me
I suggest you never go testin' me, nigga

I promise y'all I do this shit in my sleep, it's easy
I come to the studio and just say shit and it comes out way
You what I mean?
I promise y'all we down to go 36 hundred thousand with anybody
Let these niggas know that all that fast shit
We can do it too,
be thinking they got that special sauce
Not today,
Ain't right, man?
Y'all what the fuck 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