Luyện nghe bài hát Bigger Than Me

These ain't bigger than me
These niggas ain't Nas, Jigga to me
niggas ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me
You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't to me
These ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me
These niggas ain't Bloods, they ain't dripping me
Niggas that shit 'bout the new generation, man
Fuck these niggas, I'll slash your faces

You niggas ain't sold shit, not an or a rock
Pussy nigga rings on my old bitch
down the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass niggas
Happy cause you gold ass niggas
These niggas ain't with me, you ain't sicker than me
Fuck out my section you ain't sitting me
This for important people, it's clear that we not equal
Clear you faggots, I'm the black Marshall Mathers
"ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker
Who needs Hulk Hogan when you got Sting on this
Less five albums, Kiss the Ring on this motherfucker
California throne and I'm the on this motherfucker
I don't wanna it, weak ass lyrics
Crying on the hook, thinking we gon' it
Old lost ass niggas, voice crack when you ass niggas
blunts for the boss ass niggas
I in with 'Ye, Jeezy and boss ass niggas
Your Freshman cover a whole bunch of soft ass
Tampon lyricists, the premises
BET Cyphers, cause I don't wanna hear that shit
May you Rest in Piss, you niggas, eh
Ocean go ahead and fuck these niggas
(Yeah, fuck niggas) Ain't no 3 stacks in your class
your Top 10 spot and shove it up your ass, bitch boy

Niggas already fucked bitch, you bitch boy
And time you kiss on that ho, you suck my dick, you bitch boy
And when you buy that ho a bag that bitch my bricks, you bitch boy

I was in the XXL, red chucks 'round my
I was the G in the Unit, had Buck my set
to the Rhymes, had Busta Bust round my set
Gave Whoo Kid a in case they bust round my set
I'm from Compton where that Glock can't fuck that Tec
That's some Bompton, 40 got socked in his neck
This a spawn in the flesh, you a hit reset
in the chest, I'm Makaveli the Don and the vet
Don't say "What's up" when you see me, you a nigga
Stranget, ass Kanye, fake ass Weezy
Fake ass jewelry, how I I'm at the pawn shop
better off jacking Flav for his alarm clock
Speaking of time, how more 'til the Game drop
So you can my dick and Complex can count my name drops
I been the underdog, I'm in the dog house
Fuck all these pussys, give me any to call out
Aftermath, Dre told me ball out
Stunna put me on a private jet we balled out
Landed in Miami, met some ate 'em all out
Black Mathers, time to show 'em what it's all 'bout
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a

These niggas ain't than me
These niggas ain't Nas, Jigga to me
These niggas ain't Em, ain't 50 to me
You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you Biggie to me
niggas ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me
These niggas Bloods, they ain't dripping with me
talking that shit 'bout the new generation
Ol' emoji ass rappers, all these smiley ass

Ay Frank Ocean go ahead and fuck these fuck
Yeah fuck niggas
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
your single, I drop dreams on that motherfucker
I should let my daughter scream on motherfucker
The industry soft, I should let Miguel sing on motherfucker
out
Blood money, we ride out
out
And don't think I send six niggas to your hide out
Gang