Luyện nghe bài hát Starkology

Yo, yo, respect my tour bus
We got whores with no drawers ready to do all of us
Wildin', bustin' big bags of
Show money, rubber banded up in the

With dirtball niggas that steal cake stores
Boostin' niggas pop tags in the mall
True spot hoggers, used a few
Niggas, hand over the cash when to they noggin'

I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon'
The way a gruesome murder been
Stupid, my name ring in the streets though
Eighty six, used to slip through the peephole

Biscuit like if I was a crook in rap, I'm past the cream
Brand more lean, if you niggas complain of sore
Shove the gun in they mouth, got scratched
They on Halls, yo

Yeah, yo, yo this verse is leavin' the gas on
Hog tie a nigga for his bread, have the bag on
By any means, a king
Got a '98 kid's voice on smooth like Green

Word to my I air y'all niggas out
Bigger chromers for the one who got the mouth
(Shout, shout, I'm to you, c'mon)

Go 'head and try me, you know you a
You could be on 'Gangland' wit' cha face all
Skull deaded up slumped the curb
Just next time how you write your words

Leave you hangin' like last name
Or a old nuts that sag with no shame
Payback's a bitch, yeah, I smash y'all
'Fore they find you dead in little house on the Prairie

Yo, I can do this on crutches, with no legs
Both in a sling, push me on stage
Style linger in the air like Glade
Girls my early 20's, I to run trains

Chill I got next, go Dirt
I had to chill instead get neck
Rich chandelier gown all over my
'Bout to throw ladies to Haiti, peace to

Blowed y'all cream, throw dollar bills up
You know we window that krillz up
Fingertips hurt puttin' work in
Move that white in bulk like Jergens

New rappers need to skip
the East coast music, Grandpa Ghost is around
Icon tellin' now
Be out before dawn 'fore shit get