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

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

That was cool now get back to that block shit
it impossible for haters who wanna pop shit (I got this)
I'm back in the cockpit
I drop big bombs these bastards stop it (Hotness)
I'm a profit for
I decide to lock it
Frontin on me is
Go on haters love songs and rock hits
Blow em out the ?trunk? is what I spit they aint ish (This is it)
I'm so ruthless and cunning when the was drumming
Ya'll see I got your man
LL the
luke wit the force
My techniques
like rugby
Drop like yoda my young students love me
All rappers are under not one of them me (I rip it)
I blow the whole down
On big mouth clown
You can see me now

(chorus)
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw 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 wit your 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 two step while I let these haters know

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

(chorus)
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your hands in the air have a sip a toke (Hot ish)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go 'head do your two step wit your hand in your playa
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 'head do your two while I let these haters

The(4 x's)
(Monster) is
They probably put a hit on me for the track
They tried to flip on me they thought I coming back
They the jar 'n then they threw me in the back
means 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 wanna sell you the hype but don't cop
I'll you the pure shot
(I'm the L)
L forever
What they sayin' on the I rip whoever
For the 10 years I so I loved 'em better
But I'm back you sick time to get clique together dummy
I (Play hard)
I in for real
The odds 'r wit me win I spin the wheel
And you could've rocked wit me but not real
So when I polish off the plaque I'll let you know how it
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(chorus)
Mic
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish)
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Go do your two step wit your hand in your coat playa
You are now wit the G.O.A.T.
Throw your hands in the air try to wave away the (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)