Luyện nghe bài hát Making A Murderer Pt. 1 (Drake, Jay Z & Meek Mill Diss)

I'm here per your request, now you stuck in them shoes
No alliances Meek, it's still fuck him too
Before we start, to the fans, I'm too
Stuck in the booth feelin' like cause I got love for the dude
But now my phone blowin' up, they're like I'm gonna do?
Show the world you shouldn't poke a man with nothin' to
All of this just I wasn't in love with his Views
Whatever happened, I just they got me fuckin' confused, hey

Mic check, mic
One two, one two
a minute!
Drake: I'm happy, I'm honored... I'm, I'm, I'm honored to be you, man
Joe Budden: Yo c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon,
Drake: Okay so I can't be honest on your network here? I can't be honest to your fans and say I'm honored to be around
Joe Budden: It ain't an honor to be me!
We all used to listen to you so I don't even... you need to learn how to take compliments. Don't say that in vain, he's one of the best. You know that, right?
Other Person: up? What up?
Drake: I said don't say it in vain, you he's one of the best
Other Person: Nah it's all
Joe Budden!

Look, of the sentimental crap
Cool if you into
Fuck all of subs, who they intended at?
I won't believe it's me without facts
They normally mention Black when pennin' their raps
But then I listen back, I heard a pinch of
Tender ass Teddy come around, he gon' get to grass
I come around with every of the mag
I'm a forreal, you thought Quentin was bad
You made me proud, lad, but it seems my mad
With all the clout that he grabbed, still doubts from his dad
Look, this promotional, you just emotional
No you got Starbucks, with all that Joe in you
I part his reign lightnin' fast, just what do
A black cloud all over the 6, check the
You're so indirect, shit real clear
Either actin' or he really miss a wheelchair
What he don't is we the most kindred of souls
I did this two Kendricks ago
He wanna Well let's get into the show, commence my role
For Jodeci, Boyz II Men, we at the end of the
I figure he's close to his death to know the reaper
In fitted sweats old sneakers, the flow ether
Gassed cause he Omeeka, no Joe's deeper
Quick to put extension on singer, that's
'bout Rick slick, but show of the Caesar
My from the same old pizza as Mona Lisa
So how you callin' out the god?
Your face light up you see me, talkin' Miracle Watts
Cause your words ain't a thing
I kilogram without a thing
Nigga you baitin' a
you the way that Golden State say to it's team
Aubrey you gotta make a shot, you wanna on the wing

Dem a me a murderer
I never duck, spray
never miss mi aim
Dem a call me a
some truth in that saying
Dem a call me a
seen nothing, nobody seen nothing
I see, ayy

Look here, I just spit the facts, raging
Shooters heard words, wanna get rid of that
When they roll up, bet dude won't wanna live his
He'll see the 6 down and wanna switch it back
of a god sinner
I'm too real, I bet your tender
I bet a mil', I'll bet a tender
But since the OG's Hov, here's I wanna know
If ain't no real allowed the fuck would I wanna go?
That's thinkin' back to Jay, now get back to Drake
Both too big to to all I have to say
Still with all their success and all their
The universe makes it so they come right to me
Here's a reminder we go way back
I mean um, you know for me the kid is practice,
I make these words as if they practice yoga
Okay over, back to Blacklist, Hova
Nothin' personal, this Red
Shawn, I work for you, still I'm doin' the work for you
Payback, wire his jaw, you
Metal all his face, Sprite commercial you
have made a mistake out of this one
Can't Bell Biv your way out of this one, nah
So, your damn campaign that hammers rang
I just a New Edition, you can't stand the rain
Y'all say soft nigga hard and that, I can't explain
Y'all he's soul for real, I see candy rain
So when you sub real MCs, you get murdered
And you signed to five guys, makes you a burger

Dem a call me a
I never duck, spray
I'ma never mi aim
Dem a me a murder
Nobody seen nothing, nobody seen
I see, ayy

Real quick, I don't wanna talk too long. I think you misconstrued the boundaries of this relationship and this friendship. Which in return, has caused me to do the exact same thing. I don't how you niggas, and how you in particular, how you can fuck shorty and I dap you and say you a real nigga, and I critique your album and all of a sudden we sensitive. I don't understand how you new niggas work. Maybe I'm out of touch with the rules of today's society. I'm clearing all that. Now let me paint who I am before I allow another nigga to do it for me

I'm from the school of pussy don't get me punch
Maybe it's in the city you come from, look
I'm from the school of these belong to everybody
No celeb exempt, goes for
So when I seen you fucked shorty, not a bitter in me
I ain't think of how to the plan
Said I'm aware, fun, understand that it's, fam
Told that to you and not her, that's just the man I am
My nigga, kids got no
Odd cause you me for the hoe check on every hoe you checked
makes sense, bad bitches, that's what Joe do best
And I's the man 'round these when they ain't know you yet
Which kinda makes me OG in Toronto
And I ain't charge once, that's for in Toronto
I'm unsure how came to be in Toronto
Nigga I don't even be in
When it rains it
All means, dog, get please get a poncho
fell short like a free throw from Rondo
So rude, he gay, so mean with all the threats
As soon as we shoot at King, Cousins' next
This shit is a movie
You a trend bein' a groupie for groupies
Shit, I had in the coupe and out her way
Before you ever wrote an interlude her
So who you playin' with,
I'm first shift at the bars, so only means I already made them
They say that he the MC and best flow'er
He cook better than me but you love my
the kill shot, the fire still hot
Word to your Versace velours that Kyra got
You playin' chess with the chrome of the
Let it blast, checkered past, shoulda known from the
whatever you wanna roll, executives got your soul
Sedatives, I'm repetitive with those records, for
Regular Joe, records was never the goal
I never records, I kept records of what was sold
Might made a mistake out of this one
Day's long, Trey Songz your way out of this one
So worry yourself, and before I go
Fuck a record label, I courtesy of myself, Joe