Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The Game like Tyson six pack
Rollie, nigga, where your wrist at?
I can you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a sick
Smooth as Sinatra with a motherfucking slick back
No in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my slacks
Counting singles in my Shaqs, stacking from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field with the
Andrew Luck it
We had the rock, hit the like what's up with it
Jay was in the Z, my young gunnas in the with it
Sigel loved it, Philly would've fucked with it
California property you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring, Peedi Crakk
Game was on the block in his with a Mac
I'm what you rap niggas of
A Compton nigga that could go bar for bar Jada
Let me tell you who suck, like Now or Laters
Chyna head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef I'll
snap on everything he like a fucking wild gator
Silver and black Ghost, that's Al Davis
me Left Eye back, take Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The is back, them bullets getting tossed
16 on your back like you fucking Goff
Your man girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye bitch, welcome to the west
YG, Nipsey, and yea check
Shout 'em out I just do it like a Nike rep
Bently truck Chuck, the Henny cupped up
get me fucked up, you see the semi tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, where them ducks?
These hoes foaming at the mouth, got Penny fucked up
I'm 'bout to 'em like a cactus
Told bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence motherfucker that's Seau
All my suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the five
the dealer pay me don't be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you ride, back seat 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 teeth and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no cause I ain't really have one
And you call yourself dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you Drag-On
raw as fuck like poking holes in the Magnum
Used to the niggas in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em a year like I'm fucking Halloween
This ain't a dream, hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your sleep and smack your baby out his
Your was a bitch, I had to do it
I need no ski mask to do it
Murder is Rihanna and I'm to it
Name a state, send a package through it
If the fed into it, they get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this with music
Your head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the to it
And this scope get your mouth washed when I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make your bitch put her back it
Usain Bolt if you bring a real track it
classic moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the all I did was put the matches to it
for putting cheese on niggas heads the way the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I crack to music
Every situation in rap, been a savage through it
And all these hoes getting mad cause I'm through 'em
They can get a one day, if the Cavs can do it
Who you seen parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black lips
Nas ether niggas, Game shit
Niggas say my name I pop up like the State Farm
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5"
Lightskin be mad and talking greasy
start 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 be pouring out Henny
I got a bitch Minne-Apolis pack a semi
Bang the ratchet at and fly herself back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she don't know 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 won't get no sleep, I'm through at 4 a.m
deep, to leave his dead body on the soaked sheets
It happen lowkey
You better have Ross me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This ain't a diss,
This is all matter except this nigga's
This 1992 ain't no new shit
We in that all black you won't know who Blood and who
With guns big enough to sink a fucking ship
Fuck around and be a news clip with them loose
My nigga packed you out and you ain't do shit
the Golden State and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you that I'll snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on niggas ain't never been no cool
And I've wanting to give Nicki this pool stick
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck with
We where you live, nigga, you better move quick
And start thinking twice about who you hop in the with