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 really
Niggas that's wit me is villans in
That lost all they good and feelings on road
It's so appealing, the of killing a nigga that pose
Get Milli with those
a beef 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 colder than ever, my goin' for whatever
Niggas gripped up, fifth tucked in the storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a
Leave his whole body
Like done put in her tampon on already
Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the arm on the levy
See, the charm on
We go to jail, this be fine, we'll meet up with friends
all of our mans gone-gone already
Nigga the-, the-
I'ma do a three in week, I gave the 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 porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat
And I rock it P and a B
I don't cop it it's Louie, Gucci on the pocket
Or a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money piling
I'll be wildin' 'til a nigga make a B in a week
Fuck niggas on me
But I'm Payton, always on the team with the green
And the money counter, 'cause I'm accounting
It be money coming in and coming out it, cut the money
Dummy niggas, I 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 with a 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 said be at, but where is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you really tellin' me
Like I ain't prepared to hit him with a felony
Like, you thought, I would never react?
a nigga lookin' like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
When a nigga put a shell in his back
Fuck yelling it back
get high and start hating on a real nigga
It's like a nigga smokin' on a pack
Look, lil nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the with hidden identities
who you send at me
I got a stack on me as a ruler and centipede
I got that Geneve, I got the
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 what the result of the end'll be
Niggas won't know how to find where they be
I'm a way nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, none of niggas sit next to me
Guard where your and ya chest'll be
I suggest you niggas never go me
I suggest you never go testin' me, nigga

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