Luyện nghe bài hát Raid (Meek Mill Diss)

Everybody know does what he do man, know what I'm saying
It ain't easy to get around them punchlines he gon' to you in a battle
I don't care you say
How it sound then or, you ain't getting around that in no battle
It easy, you know what I'm saying
That boy, what he do professionally, he been doing it
I seen Cassidy been in more than five-thousand battles
You know, and I don't he had one L
And I don't think a new guy is gonna up and give him the L that easily

Yeah, you on my dick
You should've took own fucking advice
You you not fucking with me
I to help you write your raps, give you tips on how to get better
I used to tutor you, know you want to disrespect teacher?
Well you got a problem on your that you can't deal with

1]
Aye yo you ain't got on me
They wait for me to diss you on a song
Cause you was fucking
when you used to run up on me, like
Cass', please to my song
You used to play your like, this a hit Cass'
I was thinking, man that shit trash, why you lay this
You said Kev gave you shit
Cause he ain't never played your
If you ain't mean it, why you say shit

2]
Now your song getting played everyday and
So you gassed up, but I eat your ass up
You turned a fag to get your cash up
But, I'd rather be then get my ass fucked
I started off with 50 cent, I lying
But I'mma get or die tryin', like a half buck
Yo my bars so raw, it could get up
But yours got mad cut and not the kind that up
Yup, this I'm gon' do to you, kill you in the battle
Then Wale can say a poem at your
you wasn't getting bread then
Now you trying to ride out, but you down a dead end

3]
You was a fucking bum, you even get your braids fucking done
It like you was growing dreads
And we know, I turned to like Tebow
But in was the only time I hung around a C.O. (Hunh!)
I'm the M.C. yo
Why you try me? Man I'm the S.H.I.T.
You niggas shook up Ali
I spit up, you don't wanna be hooked up to an I.V.
You would rather eat a whole full of dog shit
And a cup full of hog spit before you try me
R.I.P. see the
Boy, I ain't doin no more twittin', get door kicked in

4]

Come on you be drawn, nigga I ain't
How you go on Twitter tweeting that The snitchin'?
Listen, you better off make a verse
Cause the shit that you tweet only gon' make it
You a dry snitch, tryna' say that I
I never opened my lips, where the paperwork?
You was in Pit' on the court a P.D.
No commissary, couldn't even make a
When I was up, I was on T.V.
Soon as dudes on the news they would see me
So they put me on P.C., I'm not debatin'
For the month, did the final seven on population

5]
I hate talking the past
But why be coming out your mouth, cause you're talking out your ass
But watch how you talk you talking bout Cass'
Cause I'm offended, don't get your career ended
You finished, whole career is a gimmick
You of lost your damn mind screaming all the damn time
You can't rhyme, and if it wasn't for Mack
You wouldn't have a house to have a house party at
You can hardly rap, all you do is make tracks
Niggas know Meek sound so weak on a slow
You up fast, but now you got a slow leak
All you gon' hear about is how aired you out

6]
Who cares how you supposed to be rich
Or how you riding in your Ghost, Rollie on wrist, bitch
You really but you ain't even repping Philly right
You not a Big just cause you know how to wheelie bikes, right
It's like I was sixteen it
You cockroach, I'm the dopest nigga you seen it
Don't make me put you on Summer Jam screen
In them ass jeans and the sneakers with the wings on it
first album and that compilation flopped
Cause you tell a bunch of lies and you a lot
Stop you was making guap hustling, cause you wasn't
You had keys, like a combination lock

7]
That ice moissanite in that imitation
So why you always rapping bout how much cake you
You a son of a bitch, tryna imitate pop
And you was a thug, why you imitating Pac?
You was wrong for doing that song 2Pac
I seen the video like, where the is 2Pac at?
I saw your boss like nah, not fat
I had Philly on before 2Pac got clapped
You know me, an O.G. in the
On point, like Derrick Rose before he hurt his in the game
For ten years I've the dopest M.C. in the game
How you expect to keep respect as me in the game?

8]
See your name was Meek Millz and now Meek Mill
You couldn't even keep the z in your name
You the biggest pussy in the game, I got your cat
"Cassidy losing to Meek," now how does that
Why you drop that Repo? That was a whack look
The streets know the people to repo your rap book
I'm back look, this I prayed for
You dug your own grave boy, what I made the song R.A.I.D. for
And Meek, how you gon' war
When the G.D.'s made M.M.G. shut their paid tour?
You paid, I got paid more
Way more, I just get it and spend it, I should've more

9]
I signed a when you was in the sixth grade, boy
You got some nice whips but none of shits is paid for
Man you leased it, keep it a damn secret
You could for a couple of months but you can't keep it
And everybody that you niggas is fucking bogus
You might as well pre your rest in peace posters
You niggas bout to go night night, noches
Fuck all, "I bury those cockroaches"
This ain't about who the richest and who the
is about who the dopest, a nigga focused
You moved Philly
You only in the city of L.A. Big U signed your eviction notice

10]
You jokers better keep your mouth
I was a household 'fore you was coming out your household
I roll with a of goons so I'm extra safe
But I still gotta keep a on me just in case
No I don't wanna a case
But I never keep the on my weapon, I ain't tryna keep my weapon safe
You extra fake, some respect
Cause I was when all you used to wear was dirty ass v-necks
You spit a bunch of B.S., you don't it with me
I get busy, ain't nobody fucking with me

11]
Under dignity, I been all my damn life
right, you might can flow but you can't write
You not trying to go to jail and lose your life
If we beefin' so lets keep it on the damn mic
Fuck all the damn hype, this about
It's not about rollies, not about cars
It's not about Y.S.L. or
You jumped off my dick and ride Ross, pause
Keep your eyes on the sparrow
Cause other niggas dicks is not a good way to travel Meek
So get off, yeah you tried to get shit off
But shit soft, you gon' get your head ripped off
And all the fronting that you doing got me off
Nothing that you write true, why I don't like you

12]
I don't know who you, all your bars recycled
Fuck who got opinions, you you not winnin'
I been hot the beginning
Son you got problems when they tired of style after one album
I'm not finished, you the dude chew up
You my son, one of my cells that grew up
Yup, I brought you in world and I can take you out
Then let your bitch and my dick start out
You already know radio station bout to have this song bumping
a nigga that's breaking out
Look, you can put my in the crack file
That style you got not yours, that's Peedi Crakk
And that's foul, I told you to switch rap style awhile back
Let get your style back
You not a loud pack, you a mild, you just rap loud

13]
And you are whack cause you rap with cat's style
I ain't feeling Robert Meek
I'mma him, and I can care less if he catch feelings
The shall inherit the Earth
Well that's exactly what Meek inherit when he buried in dirt
Meek, you should've spit that verse
I ain't Lux but you know what's up
You to get that work
Get that doctor, get nurse
In the hospital bed, you won't get first
Yeah, get that casket, get hearse
Get pastor, get that church
career dead, yeah
And you can keep on me

14]
But I'm bout to up like an airbed, you air head
I keep it gutta' nigga, word to mother
You to a nigga that's signed to another nigga
With a three-sixty
So that mean any time you get money you split money with niggas
You break bread, your homies say I love you nigga
But not supporting you, they extorting you
When you was broke all them was not around
But now look at all the niggas you got
Yeah you now, but if you stop getting chisle
All them niggas you gon' want to start forgetful
I've been it before, I'm not gon' bullshit you

15]
It's official, same different toilet tissue
It's like they might shoot pistol
But if somebody get shot, then the gon' come to get you
That's your case, only know your face
And you can't afford it nigga, even if your dope
It's a slow wait, you on probation
And being in is a fucked up situation
I'm to school you cause you my kid
And I'm concerned that you learn from the dumb shit that you done did
But you always a stupid kid
You got a little brain even though head's stupid big
And you be getting up in some puss
But "what you think, you girls now cause of your looks?"

16]
What? You look like an in the face
You remind me of that monkey on Planet of the
Wait, I see panic in your
I know I'm scaring you, the cockroach burial
I'm too hot and got too material
But you annoying, I'm getting of hearing you
You so you probably get a venereal disease
Meek I'm your father, out of your
You know your team weak
And you was mad Lamar sold more than ya ass, nigga I seen the tweet
My nigga Jag made you have your nightmare

17]
Larceny fam' right here, and we fight fair
And we ain't like your cause we all ride
Meek, you be all nervous with the frog eyes
And Ruff Ryders gon' ride me too
So Robert's ass is dead, and shit you can do
the rest of your niggas can get it too

I get at them, after I get at you
Yeah I said it, the rest of niggas can get it too
I get at them, right I get at you
Fag