Luyện nghe bài hát Repo (Cassidy Diss)

Fucking style, get ya jig on
You a ass nigga, put a wig on
i be goin ham till the pig gone
all this ice my neck, i got a fridge on

Cass, put him in a body bag
Broke niggga, we put you in a body cast
Real nigga, all i know is get a lot of
I took you hatin niggas spot, that's you mad

My story, All guts
Posted on the corner .40 tucked on me
20 years on me, me and my
Feelin like none of niggas can't harm me

I came from the bottom, they never made it at
With all jewels on they ain'y never taking that
It's rules to the game, I ain't never breakin
And once you give a statement, you can never take it back

You lame, of the game, nigga pardon the fame
I got 30 in my clip, I could in ya frame
Plus thie rollie on my wrist cost some car and some
I'm talkin life, bout to put a park in my name

Just to ride on you niggas or, slide on you
In the G550, we glide on you niggas
Clyde on you niggas, homicide on you niggas
I ain't never had no rap, had no ties to you

So why you suckas hatin and talkin bout what im
When i be out in Jamaica and ballin like i'm a
It's givers and it's takers, these niggas is faker
And I'm gettin richer, i wake up to get my cake up

Black Maserati, Chinchillas from
All killer beside me, all Ahkis
I remember nights on corners with and brocoli
rice and gravy, now it's crazy got me

All AP, same watch as Jay-Z
Ballin like i'm KD, how can niggas me
If you aint talkin money nigga, you pay me
down with top down and th A/C on, Drawn

Fuck is ya'll doin, i'm a king you a pawn, little i'm a Don
The coke price high, it 40 for a john, and like 20 for a half, little nigga do the math

And you talkin a battle rap, how you gon handle that
100 grand pussy nigga, you got the tabs for that
You ain't got the for that, you the one we laughin at
Cause you ain't got of that, they pump you up asthma attack

Bye clown calm down, fo you me bomb now
all these superstars like, who Meek MIlly bomb now
Went from drivin Bentley's to goin half a pie
You niggas need to die down, nigga, my town

I heard ya car got repoed, and this life boy you just got D'bo'd
Them twitter niggas fuckin wit ya ego, you in the field tryin to turn to god like

Naw won't work nigga, that'll get you murked nigga
All black ghost nigga, like a hearse nigga
Been a man, so i'ma dig you out the Earth nigga
Just to stuff yo skeleton back in the dirt nigga

What you mad this year, what you worth
I dropped and Nightmare, i made church nigga
I did I'm a Boss, and set the summer off
Now these old mad at me cause they fallin off

Get ya hate on Cass, and we ain't larceny cause they all trash
And ya goons ain't ridin ya, they all mad
you ain't never put no food up in AR-ABs

And ya dog caught a body for ya, he ain't eat from it
Now you mad at Swiss cus, you get a beat from him
Once my niggas at you dog, they gon keep comin
We ain't no Gump nigga, better keep runnin

Duck, and hit up, stuck nigga you lit up
Cause you lookin like food, my ready to get up
Call you for a verse and tell you to write shit up
Boom high stick up, rollin all out the