Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars (Meek Mill Diss)

This that sick rap, back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, where your at?
I can you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking back
No in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my slacks
singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the with the colt
Andrew Luck it
We had the rock, hit the block like up with it
Jay was in the Z, my young gunnas in the with it
Sigel would've loved it, Philly would've fucked it
California state property you niggas with it
Brrrring, Peedi Crakk
Game was on the block in his beanie a Mac
I'm what you rap niggas of
A nigga that could go bar for bar with Jada
Let me tell you who suck, banana Now or Laters
Blac head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you beef I'll cater
Game snap on everything he a fucking wild gator
Silver and Ghost, nigga that's Al Davis
Give me Left Eye back, take Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them bullets tossed
16 on your back like you fucking Jeff
Your man girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, welcome to the
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
Shout 'em out I just do it like a fucking rep
Bently Chuck, with the Henny cupped up
Don't get me fucked up, you see the tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, where them ducks?
hoes foaming at the mouth, they got Penny fucked up
I'm 'bout to 'em like a cactus
Told that bitch to the Philly for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial motherfucker that's Junior Seau
All my doors suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the
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 them pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no to Swaggy
Before that it was missing teeth and nickle baggies
That's caine, no cause I ain't really have one
And you can't call yourself 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 like I'm fucking Halloween
This ain't a dream, hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your sleep and smack baby out his highchair
Your was a bitch, I had to do it
I need no ski mask to do it
is Rihanna and I'm attracted to it
Name a state, I'll send a through it
If the fed hack into it, they get bossed on I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this Maybach with
Your head is like beat and I'll put the ratchet to it
And this scope will get your washed when I attach it to it
on my neck, I make your bitch put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you bring a 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 crack to music
Every situation in rap, been a savage through it
And all hoes getting mad cause I'm smashing 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?
Another foreign car by a convict
matte black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm
Niggas say my I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5"
Lightskin bitches be mad and greasy
I'ma start fucking them Dej and Dreezy's
start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow Kenny
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he gon' be out Henny
I got a bitch from pack a semi
the ratchet at Denny's and fly herself back to Philly
She got a couple and she don't even know Meek
And ever since that nigga snitched on me we don't speak
See that shit you got with Drake is like a slow
Blood'll be dripping like Niagara if I Meek
Nicki get no sleep, I'm coming through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his dead body on the soaked
It could happen
You have Ross call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This a diss, nigga
is all lives matter except this nigga's
This 1992 shit ain't no new
We in that all black you won't who Blood and who Crip
With guns big enough to sink a cruise ship
Fuck around and be a news with them loose lips
My nigga packed you out and you ain't do shit
This the State and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you know that snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on ain't never been no cool shit
And I've been wanting to give Nicki this pool
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck with
We know where you live, nigga, you better move
And start thinking twice who you hop in the coupe with