Luyện nghe bài hát Spit These Bars

Double R, now
We ain't playin' wit
We playin' wit y'all
playin', Drag

Ayo, I spit bars to make ya head shake
bitches 'til the bed break
Let's see how much you can take
Never let a nigga pay for what I give

We can all share, clip to my waist all spare
So run, dammit, run I bust my gun
I miss none, put y'all in critical
I'm the talk of the town it comes to fuckin' bitches
Or niggas down, Drag bust the most rounds

While y'all niggas and dabble
The I pull up wit, it'll feel like it grabs you
We ain't I had you
Shit I know Drag'll be to if I had to

as she in the bathroom, I'm in her ass too
Gotta six shooter that'll pop through ya
Glock ruger in I call my block movers
troopers on my ass

Shit, let me see touch 160 on the dash
My Z pretty when it's fast
I bet 50 I'ma juice the city before I
And if you wanna catch fire step on the gas

The of H2O, wanna be a hero when the fires on
Y'all won't see ya moms
Even if she was screamin' at the top of her
Niggas either burn to the or leave the shit alone
In of a fire never take the elevator
Walk 2 flights, hold ya breath and take the

Do my run this?
Yes, do run this mutha
Do my ballers run
Yes, they do run mutha?

Do my mamis run
Yes, they do run mutha
Do my run this/
Yes, they do run mutha

Ayo, I only fuck that's flexible
Ankle touch sex incredible
Drag about to spark cats
Ain't no wit that

my gun spit it say "Where the target at?"
'Cuz I'm so I speaks wit heat
So let me walk walk
like a teacher I'ma talk wit chalk

That'll y'all like a fresh pair of Nike, stay wit those
Even if I'm bare you see the stripe
I blood stains on sponges
Cum stains on comforters, I leave foggy

'Til y'all can't find me, keep a bad mami
Twisting up the scent
Like tangerine face out of a magazine like
On the I pump the ivory

Never pay for show, I only wit those that never ate before
That means no food, no cars and skip bail
The only on they plate is no more than fish scale
The blow you only know is the air outside

I have nightmares I sleep, I pray y'all fry
For a pie I lay out
'Cuz what I keeps layin' on my
layin' niggas on top of stretchers

Lightweight but I give off in all measures
Never chase treasures, flame for pleasure
Red/Gold vest go through tef
Got better R, 2 letter, nigga

Do my ladies run
Yes, they do run mutha
Do my ballers run
Yes, they do run mutha

Do my run this?
Yes, they do run mutha
Do my run this?
Yes, they do run this

Do my ladies run
Yes, do run this mutha
Do my run this?
Yes, they do run this

Do my run this?
Yes, do run this mutha
Do my run this?
Yes, do run this mutha