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 really impose
Niggas that's wit me is villans in
That lost all they good and they on road
It's so appealing, the feeling of killing a nigga that
Get Milli Vanillied with
Turn a beef to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly with
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten
My wrist is so chilly, it
Really I'm colder ever, my niggas goin' for whatever
Niggas gripped up, fifth tucked in the storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a
his whole body bloody
Like shorty done put in her tampon on
Shooting with a cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the on already
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, we'll meet up with
'Cause all of our mans gone-gone
the-, nigga the-
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 gotta be in
She eat every morning
I treat it like and gave her the cream of the wheat
And I it like P and a B
I don't cop it less it's Louie, on the pocket
Or a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money piling
I'll be wildin' a nigga make about a B in a week
niggas hating on me
But I'm Payton, always on the team with the green
And the counter, 'cause 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
With a knife, nigga a gun up out it
Don't you run up out it, lil
Uh, hit him a mini MAC
Is he really bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
fact, riddle 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 tellin' me
Like I ain't to hit him with a felony act?
Like, what you thought, I would never
Have a nigga like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
When a put a whole shell in his back
Fuck niggas yelling it
Niggas get high and start hating on a nigga
It's like a nigga smokin' on a jealousy
Look, lil nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters with identities
who you send at me
I got a on me long 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 what the result of the be
Niggas won't know how to find where men'll be
I'm a way nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, none of y'all niggas sit to me
Guard where your head and ya be
I you niggas never go testin' me
I suggest you niggas never go testin' me,

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