Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

I call these 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?"

Hold up, bitch, don't get
Go with your move, I'm it
Come through like Uber
My goons in silence
They turnt up and wildin'
Niggas how I'm rockin'
I get it all the way, applyin'
no silence

Clear colors, pullin' up, everybody bop
This is not a bandana, check out how shells pop
Say it clear and clisp, I had meant to say
All these in my mouth make me talk with a lisp
I had to rap my shit, I had broke my wrist
Don't 'posed to talk to me, say bro control your
I on, clap on, bring that ass here
Was in my feelings 'bout your girl, was last year
You laid up her, I just stay up with her
She ain't her homegirl, she a makeup killer
her makeup off and she look way different
Now let me see you work out, I love it you work out
In the hood I issue work out, I'm we ain't work out
Got my money and I forgot about you
I for, I forgot you
All the niggas that was hatin', they ain't had a second thought you
Big Jigga fuck me, I'm on the phone with J Real
I got the roof laid back, got lil 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 gumbo, blockin' shit like 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 rent houses, flood can't nothin' crumble
I on the internet so I don't hear what they're sayin'
I'm in the streets, walk up on you, nigga, is you sayin'?
I got somethin' in my... and this gon' stop you from
I ain't 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 sections keep it realer than niggas
That come from the same hood, we played as children
You a silly boy, hold up, you don't me, why we talkin'?
Ask your big dog about my... yeah, retarded
Hold the by myself, got it then from here you bought it
Gon' step up through there, I'll this bitch like Mad Marvin
My lil' Juvie, she with killin' and I fuck with her
I just picked her up after school and smoked a blunt her
I've been fuckin' with NaNa, but she been runnin' from me
When I leave she go to uh uh, I run out of money
Everybody 'bout to take a to Miami
I don't give a shit, I'm kickin' it in Dallas
Get passport, I'm 'bout to take a bitch to Paris
Champs-Élysées, Louis Vuitton, but that's
Michael Kors for my whores, better be
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