Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go silly those
I got a pocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that impose
Niggas that's wit me is in hoodies
That all they good and they feelings on road
It's so appealing, the feeling of killing a nigga pose
Get Milli Vanillied those
a beef plate to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly with
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a nigga gotten bigger
My is so chilly, it froze
Really I'm colder than ever, my niggas for whatever
Niggas gripped up, fifth tucked in the storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, drawn on a Dessy
Leave his body bloody
shorty done put in her tampon on already
Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the arm on the levy
See, the on already
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, meet up with friends
all of our mans gone-gone already
Nigga the-, nigga
I'ma do a in week, I gave 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 be in repeat
She wanna eat morning
I treat it porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat
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, 'cause the way that the money
I'll be wildin' 'til a nigga make about a B in a
Fuck niggas on me
But I'm Payton, always on the team with the green
And the money counter, 'cause when I'm
It be money in and coming out it, paper 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 that I hit him with a bigger gat?
fact, riddle me that
I'm literally at the spot that he said he'd be at, but is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you really tellin' me
Like I prepared to hit him with a felony act?
Like, what you thought, I would react?
Have a lookin' like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
When a nigga put a whole in his back
niggas yelling it back
Niggas get high and 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 shooters with hidden
who you send at me
I got a stack on me long as a and centipede
I got that Geneve, I got the
I got the money, the power, the
I go to
I'm these niggas for 60 percent of the entity
No one me
is talking, but no one offending me
Niggas know the result of the end'll be
Niggas won't how to find where they men'll be
I'm a way nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, none of y'all niggas sit to me
where your head and ya chest'll be
I suggest you never go testin' me
I suggest you niggas never go me, nigga

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