Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This that sick rap, kick back, to where I pitch at
Where bitches The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking slick
No in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my slacks
Counting singles in my Shaqs, stacking from the crack
I was on the bus with it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field the colt
Andrew with it
We had the rock, hit the block what's up with it
Jay was in the Z, my young gunnas in the truck it
Sigel loved it, Philly would've fucked with it
California state you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring, sold Crakk
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm what you rap 'fraid of
A nigga that could go bar for bar with Jada
Let me tell you who suck, like banana Now or
Blac Chyna head the bomb,
Listen, you want I'll cater
Game on everything he like a fucking wild gator
Silver and black Ghost, nigga Al Davis
Give me Left Eye back, take Fetty Wap and the
The Rams is back, bullets getting tossed
16 on your back like you fucking Jeff
man acting girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, to the west
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
Shout 'em out I just do it like a fucking rep
Bently truck Chuck, with the cupped up
get me fucked up, you see the semi tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, where duck ducks?
These hoes foaming at the mouth, they got Penny up
I'm 'bout to poke 'em like a
that bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence that's Junior Seau
All my suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the five
Tell the dealer pay me be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you wanna ride, back of my Caddy?
Used to flip them ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no to Swaggy
Before that it was missing teeth and sack baggies
That's caine, no daddy I ain't really have one
And you can't call dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you niggas
Game raw as fuck like holes in the Magnum
Used to ether the in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em once a year I'm fucking Halloween
This ain't a dream, nigga a nightmare
Stab you in sleep and smack your baby out his highchair
Your was a bitch, I had to do it
I ain't need no ski to do it
Murder is and I'm attracted to it
Name a state, send a package through it
If the fed hack into it, get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this Maybach with
Your head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the to it
And scope will get your mouth washed when I attach it to it
on my neck, I make your bitch put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you a real track into it
classic moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the Chronic all I did was put the to it
Known for putting cheese on heads the way the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought crack to
situation in rap, I've been a savage through it
And all hoes getting mad cause I'm smashing through 'em
can get a ring one day, if the Cavs can do it
Who you seen parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
Another car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black lips
Nas ether niggas, Game shit
Niggas say my name I pop up the State Farm bitch
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5"
Lightskin be mad and talking greasy
I'ma fucking them Dej Loafs and Dreezy's
I'ma start beefing Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow Kenny
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he gon' be out Henny
I got a bitch Minne-Apolis pack a semi
Bang the ratchet at Denny's and fly back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she don't even Meek
And since that nigga snitched on me we just don't speak
See that shit you got with Drake is like a leak
Blood'll be like Niagara if I poke Meek
Nicki get no sleep, I'm coming through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his dead body on the sheets
It could happen
You better have Ross call me or you gon' be eye with a roach feet
This ain't a diss,
is all lives matter except this nigga's
This 1992 shit no new shit
We in that all black you won't know who Blood and who
guns big enough to sink a fucking cruise ship
Fuck around and be a news clip with them lips
My Drizzy packed you out and you ain't do shit
This the Golden and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you know I'll snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on niggas never been no cool shit
And I've been to give Nicki this pool stick
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck with
We know where you live, nigga, you move quick
And start thinking twice who you hop in the coupe with