Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Boom

Big Bada boom, Luda's in bitch
P-ssy clear the room
I through the door, I said it before
I'm the in this bitch and you niggas all hoes

Counterfeit rappers say I'm their flows,
but I can't steal what you never made up
Y'all some duplicate rap niggas
I you hoes put on your makeup Bitch

Let me explain, nothing's been new since Big Kane
Flows will get recycled passed around to different
But what's the same, that verse I spit is insane
Got more than any rapper in the game, 11 years and still counting
And ya'll get a hit records, make some noise and have the nerve to start shouting
Who's gassing 'em, they blowing smoke up your ass, you up but I'm just puff puff passin' 'em
they roaches, buried in my ashtray
Nigga burn slow, better pray like it's last day
You lying to yourself, just it
May not like the way I use it but you know you invent it boy
Do your before you make a claim so bogus
Thats disrespecting in the game
F-ck the fame but go and get ya 5 minutes
Then you front line cadets can report to your (sir, yes sir)
See I'm ya past, I'm ya and ya present
So watch ya f-cking mouth when you speak about a
16 platinum, 6 number 1s
So I can give a what you sold in ya first week
weak, softer than the Pillsbury dough boy
Don't make me expose the truth, a hoe boy
Don't me get on that Stomp shit and get back at it
You rappers aint in my f-cking tax bracket
Why am I wasting my
Yeah I admit I get a little with my rhymes, sometimes
But my fans know the difference "My Chick Bad" went platinum still winning muthaf-cka

The nerve of you niggas man, you aint got enough on your jacket to address me boy
Fall back in formation, y'all outta
I was told not to kill a with a cannon
So the next you nats got a real problem
Don't be a coward like a nigga that used to be signed to be going on twitter and shit
say it to my face