Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

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

up, bitch, don't get tired
Go your move, I'm 'bout it
Come through like drivers
My goons in silence
They up and they wildin'
Niggas know how I'm
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 diamonds in my mouth make me talk with a
I had to rap my shit, I just had my wrist
Don't 'posed to to me, say bro control your bitch
I on, clap on, bring that ass here
Was in my feelings 'bout your girl, was last year
You laid up with her, I stay up with her
She ain't like her homegirl, she a killer
Take her off and she look way different
Now let me see you work out, I it when 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', ain't had a second thought about you
Big Jigga fuck with me, I'm on the phone J Real
I got the roof laid back, got lil Dreka right
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 gumbo, blockin' shit like Mutombo
Run it back, ain't no fumble, disrespect me, go
I just left out the ward, I'm chillin', I'm in the
Checkin' on my lake rent houses, can't nothin' crumble
I ain't on the so I don't hear what they're sayin'
I'm in the streets, walk up on you, nigga, what is you
I got in my... and this gon' stop you from playin'
I ain't never went in retirement, I'm in demand
I got the clickin', we on fire, I got mojo
boomin' out the dorm on the low though
My niggas from other keep it realer than niggas
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
Hold the shop by myself, got it then from you bought it
Gon' step up through there, I'll spray bitch like Mad Marvin
My lil' Juvie, she golden killin' and I fuck with her
I just her up after school and smoked a blunt with her
been fuckin' with lil' NaNa, but she been runnin' from me
When I she go to uh uh, I can't run out of money
'bout to take a trip to Miami
I don't a shit, bitch 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, be happy
Say it ain't designer, I'm leavin', goddamn it
If I'm the one that it for you, then it's fantastic
Ring bought from Wal-Mart, I thought the thought was mattered