Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide

Yeah, I just one my nigga

I'm still a mover, blow harder than tuba
Designated shooters, weed to woolers
Condo in Atlanta, money counters the NASDAQ
In that glass back, the motor is the ass
I'm still feeding divas I feed the meter
Holy to em, I ain't talking Jesus neither
on the scale, I ain't a Libra either
I'm just a name and number with the to reach ya
Reaper, him cheaper, him chief of
His army, MCM on gym
You knowin that hymn better, he preaching
You motherfuckers is bloodsuckers you been
Been baller, been Jacob, dealer
Been realer, pound sign, trilla
All killer, no filler, been
Fraud you zoolander, Ben Stiller

When it comes to shooters my niggas is to go
And they practice on bitches who breaking codes
35 hundred, just point and give a name
They back flipping niggas, go for rappers the same
You don't know me nigga, out my way

Between and a homeowner
Hip Hop, we can cover any stoner
Louboutins I heist nigga, or bitch Winona
comparing me to rappers cause they in their moment
Might of crossed the name every blue
But these names to a brand owner isn't new
Don't make us equal cause we shared a or two
She ain't the that you think, she reincarnated too
I build mine off fed time and lines
You caught off headlines and co-signs
Young niggas cliquing up my rivals
Like the bible don't burn like these bullets don't
Like I can't see the scene that you in your idol
But a pawn's only purpose is completely
Oh, suicide, it's a
I'm just talking to the like it's you and I

When it comes to shooters my niggas is to go
And they gettin' practice on bitches who codes
35 hundred, point and give them a name
They back flipping niggas, that go for rappers the
You know me nigga, fuck out my way

but cash here, this sweater is cashmere
The roof is a translucent, it's but glass there
The car is a concept, what's next is my last
My future is bright hot, you can last here
I'm top 5, listen, who hot in the year?
Five heartbeats and I'm feeling Flash here
Cause what I captured is the beast unleashed in the
of the sheep and the wolves I un-master
Fifty in the liquor, 'em
Unpacked, powder rise and it fall like
Telfair, suits hand crafted
Over Bottega Veneta, high unfastened
S550 top is unimaginable
To my hand and then he unattached it
Practice it, nigga brick, down, break dance
Crab walk, back spin, tanner my black skin

When it to shooters my niggas is trained to go
And gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes
35 hundred, point and give them a name
They back niggas, that go for rappers the same
You don't me nigga, fuck out my way