Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky You (Freestyle)

I got a flows, I can go silly with those
I got a pocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really
Niggas that's wit me is in hoodies
That lost all they good and they feelings on
It's so appealing, the of killing a nigga that pose
Get Milli with those
Turn a beef to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly those
Neck as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten bigger
My wrist is so chilly, it
Really I'm colder than ever, my goin' for whatever
Niggas gripped up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a
Leave his whole bloody
Like shorty done put in her tampon on
Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the
See, the charm on
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, we'll meet up with
'Cause all of our gone-gone already
Nigga the-, the-
I'ma do a three in week, I gave the Jeep the
Either the double-R stitching, it's that or the B in the seat
I got my D in a freak, I gotta be in
She eat every morning
I it like porridge 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 even a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money
I'll be wildin' 'til a make about a B in a week
niggas hating on me
But I'm Gary Payton, always on the team with the
And the money counter, 'cause when I'm
It be money coming in and out it, paper cut the money
Dummy niggas, I thumbing out it
not to run up out it in a fist fight
With a knife, nigga a gun up out it
Don't you run up out it, lil
Uh, hit him with a MAC
Is he really that bad that I gotta hit him a bigger gat?
Matter fact, riddle me
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 prepared to hit him with a felony act?
Like, what you thought, I never react?
Have a nigga lookin' like he tryna fight in Bros
When a nigga put a whole in his back
niggas yelling it back
Niggas get high and start hating on a real
like a nigga smokin' 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 long as a 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 know how to find where they men'll be
I'm a way different nigga on
I got the recipe, none of y'all sit next to me
where your head and ya chest'll be
I suggest you niggas never go me
I suggest you niggas never go me, nigga

I promise y'all niggas I do shit in my sleep, it's 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 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,
that right, man?
Y'all know what the goin' on, man
Who next? Who Who next? For real, who next?
Lemme know, lemme know, I'm off this, I'm off
me now