Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

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

Hold up, bitch, don't get
Go your move, I'm 'bout it
Come through Uber drivers
My goons in silence
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 diamonds in my mouth make me talk with a lisp
I had to rap my shit, I had broke my wrist
Don't to talk to me, say bro control your bitch
I on, clap on, bring that ass here
Was in my 'bout your girl, that was last year
You laid up her, I just stay up with her
She ain't like her homegirl, she a makeup
Take her makeup off and she look way
Now let me see you out, I love it when you work out
In the hood I issue work out, I'm we ain't work out
Got my money right and I about 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 laid back, got lil Dreka right here
I don't trust too many niggas, switch up on you, they
MAC fury, I put 'em in a combo, boom, boom, boom, boom,
Get here, we mixin' gumbo, blockin' like Mutombo
Run it back, no fumble, disrespect me, go dumbo
I left out the ward, I'm chillin', I'm in the jungle
Checkin' on my lake rent houses, flood can't nothin'
I on the internet so I don't hear what they're sayin'
I'm in the streets, up on you, nigga, what is you sayin'?
I got somethin' in my... and gon' stop you from playin'
I ain't went in retirement, I'm still in demand
I got the jailhouse clickin', we on fire, I got
H-Town out the dorm on the low though
My niggas from other keep it realer than niggas
That come from the hood, we played together as children
You a boy, hold up, you don't know me, why we talkin'?
Ask your big dog about my... yeah, real
Hold the shop by myself, got it then here you bought it
Gon' step up through there, I'll spray this bitch like Mad
My lil' Juvie, she golden killin' and I fuck with her
I just picked her up after school and a blunt with her
I've been fuckin' with lil' NaNa, but she been runnin' me
When I leave she go to uh uh, I run out of money
Everybody to take a trip 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, Louis Vuitton, but average
Michael Kors for my whores, better be
Say it ain't designer, then I'm leavin', it
If I'm the one that it for you, then it's fantastic
Ring bought from Wal-Mart, I thought the thought was what