Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

I call niggas two packs
'Cause all he got is two
Frontin' he run the city, why the fuck he do that?
I'm like, "Why the he do that?"

up, bitch, don't get tired
Go with move, I'm 'bout it
through like Uber drivers
My goons move in
They turnt up and they
Niggas how I'm rockin'
I get it all the way, applyin'
Ain't no

Clear colors, up, everybody head bop
is not a bandana, check out how these shells pop
Say it and clisp, I had meant to say crisp
All these diamonds in my make me talk with a lisp
I had to rap my shit, I just had broke my
Don't 'posed to to me, say bro control your bitch
I clap on, clap on, bring that ass
Was in my 'bout your girl, that was last year
You up with her, I just stay up with her
She ain't like her homegirl, she a killer
Take her makeup off and she way different
Now let me see you work out, I it when you work out
In the I issue work out, I'm sorry we ain't work out
Got my money right and I forgot you
I for, I forgot you
All the niggas that was hatin', they ain't had a second thought you
Big Jigga fuck with me, I'm on the with J Real
I got the roof back, got lil Dreka right here
I don't trust too many niggas, up on you, they will
MAC fury, I put 'em in a combo, boom, boom, boom, boom,
Get here, we mixin' gumbo, blockin' shit Mutombo
Run it back, ain't no fumble, disrespect me, go
I just out the ward, I'm chillin', I'm in the jungle
Checkin' on my lake rent houses, can't nothin' crumble
I ain't on the internet so I don't hear they're sayin'
I'm in the streets, walk up on you, nigga, what is you
I got somethin' in my... and this stop you from playin'
I never went in retirement, I'm still in demand
I got the clickin', we on fire, I got mojo
H-Town boomin' out the on the low though
My niggas from other sections keep it realer than
That come from the same hood, we together as children
You a boy, hold up, you don't know me, why we talkin'?
Ask your big dog about my... yeah, real
the shop by myself, got it then from here you bought it
Gon' step up through there, spray this bitch like Mad Marvin
My lil' Juvie, she golden with and I fuck with her
I picked her up after school and smoked a blunt with her
I've been fuckin' with lil' NaNa, but she been runnin' me
I leave she go to uh uh, I can't run out of money
Everybody 'bout to take a to Miami
I give a shit, bitch I'm kickin' it in Dallas
Get your passport, I'm 'bout to take a to Paris
Champs-Élysées, Vuitton, but that's average
Michael for my whores, better be happy
Say it ain't designer, I'm leavin', goddamn it
If I'm the one bought it for you, then it's fantastic
Ring bought from Wal-Mart, I thought the was what mattered