Luyện nghe bài hát Rocking With The G.O.A.T.

You be happy if we get outta this thing wit a ringtone

That was cool now let's get to that block shit
it impossible for haters who wanna pop shit (I got this)
I'm leanin in the cockpit
I drop big bombs bastards can't stop it (Hotness)
I'm a for profit
I decide to lock it
Frontin on me is
Go prop on haters love songs and rock
Blow em out the ?trunk? is I spit they aint about ish (This is it)
I'm so ruthless and cunning when the drummer was
Ya'll see I got your man
LL the
Like luke wit the
My techniques
Dirty like
Drop jewels like yoda my young love me
All rappers are under not one of above me (I rip it)
I blow the whole house
On your big clown
You can see me now

(chorus)
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your hands in the air have a sip take a (Hot ish)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go 'head do your two step wit hand in your coat playa
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your in the air try to wave away the smoke (That's it)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go 'head do your two while I let these haters know

(You better down)
good with both ears
Keep your mouth shut, fall like broke chairs
How can they like me I'm so rare
Your man had a pretty run I don't care(So far)
So far ahead that I'm in light years
That mean lightning strikes than your career
I'm so arrogant superstars you that, yeah
In your Club making rukus no momma touch us (I'm a grown man)
?Muff? like Kobe at the Ruckers
Play Chris Tucker, all you cocksukers
You way to
I you game
Just in case Ya'll my name
I'm the G.O.A.T.
Much lately
Ripping all comers Cut-Creater tried to break beat
Blvd's is up in here thick
And I Russell hustle you could go ask Rick

(chorus)
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
your hands in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go 'head do your two step wit your hand in coat playa
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your in the air try to wave away the smoke (That's it)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go 'head do your two step while I let these

The(4 x's)
(Monster) is
probably put a hit on me for murdering the track
They to flip on me they thought I wasn't coming back
They sealed the jar 'n then they me in the back
Career circles I came (back like) bbrrraaaackkkk
I to the top
loaded on cock
'Cause he get the oven this hot he don't stop
These frauds sell you the hype but don't cop
I'll give you the shot
(I'm the L)
Motherfuckin' L
What they sayin' on the I rip whoever
For the last 10 years I so I loved 'em
But I'm back you sick time to get your clique dummy
I (Play hard)
I in for real
The odds 'r always wit me win I the wheel
And you could've rocked wit me but not real
So when I polish off the I'll let you know how it feels
uh

(chorus)
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your hands in the air a sip take a toke (Hot ish)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go 'head do your two step wit your hand in your coat
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your hands in the air try to wave the smoke (That's it)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go do your two step while I let these haters
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
(Retire)