Luyện nghe bài hát Outro

Yeah, when I step in the spot, say "who that?"
Big Bun B, but you knew that
from the state where they chop it and screw that
You hatin' on the trill OG, where they do (for real!)
Motherfuckers to get off the dick, man
Fall the fuck back like a bike no kickstand
Get out my mix man, go' get you stuck
Deeper in the quicksand, no easy fix, man
No tricks, man, those is for
Kush in my cigar, and in the crib
Drank, and the 20 ounce froze in the
You fuckin' PA so you know what it is
I'm sittin on the that clack
Comin' down in the golden 'Lac
We gettin' to the money like it's Sachs
And we do it for the that are holding back, let's go!

Look who crept in with weapons
Reppin' QB the death of him
That nigga that lyrical tyrants like Kanye West and Em
Track record, goes to the Essence
Smack adolescents who ask who the is
I'm nasty like gas a fat man's intestines
I pass it, you gaspin' for breath and you die
Gut 'em like a bypass
But ya Nas advocates actors to get typecast in the same role
16 I ain't grow a day old yet my brain grow
Cocaine white Range
Tats on my like an art exhibit
I did real good for a nigga
Was once a sipper, now it's Chandon
Fat in the car with strippers
Guns in hidden
I was real young youth, a novice nigga
Blessings, down, respected
Chowed down, now my digested
Pow pow, with my are Techs
bust louder than the noise that I just spit
Let's get one thing straight my crown ain't for testin', testin'
Chop off like King Henry the VIII
Guillotine to ya neck
I'm a king in thing, don't be dumb
Been in this shit '91
Niggas can't fuck the style I use
Your is sealed, no Heidi Klum
Calm now, was a wylin'
Studied and made power moves
Watched Wild Planet seen devour food
You can say that's how I
A monster nigga, and I don't really like doing songs niggas
There go my Wayne
Let them niggas hate or my nigga Drake say
"We ain't got time to to niggas"

I'm a villain, I'm a villain, all that happens in the
and desperation made me everything I be
I'm a shotta, when I pop up with poppers burn ya block up
the judges, call the coppers, we takin' over Gotham
Word to Poppa, gang, five
Its that Blood gang five, but green is the line
I run this town, I aint gon' lie, they run they mouth, they gon' fight
They actin' they aint gon' die until I let them 'llamas fly
Flatbush to Bed-do-or-die, Watts to Larry Hoover Chi
Poverty and heroine, its no for a juvenile
Put greed in our heart, its the green that we
Cash Money is the company and the boss!

Rhymes]
They say Im underrated, but
Understandable, being that my levels are unreachable
Anything said other than that be silenced, unspeakable!
And the thought of you being than me, unfeasible!
They ask is what I do gonna stop, this shit will never end
Thats when you hear a car crash in the vocal booth got 'em sayin' there he again!"
See now they a nigga to come and
everything now let me dominate it, nigga run
And be knowin' that I be blackin' on everything
And make it complicated like a nigga with a gun
I gotta make it what they want and em when I come
And shake 'em and bake 'em and take 'em to place
no fakin, aint no kind of mistakin' how I be breakin'
Up everything and be creating a s-s-s-situation when Im (DAMN!)
You see I National Treasure, discography rich
And I done more cats than curiosity, snitch!
of you niggas sorry and owe apologies, quick
What the fuck you niggas still hangin' around for, you apostrophe bitch?
Okay, now of that, see now Im out the door
Tunechi, thanks for giving us a whole classic with tha Carter IV