Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

Dick hard like
Can you handle it? Can you it? Woo woo, woo woo

The whole been in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the
Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm for analysts
Career damaging verses, meditating with lit
I my raps extra prolific
Since freestyling on lunch tables and park
And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in
While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was
And now we look at the competition as quick
They tappin' out before we get a chance to miss 'em
this about, is it money or skill?
Maybe both and I got large amounts of it, it's real
You see my oath is unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
I can see incapable
To be the God emcees, you me well
Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the
Run for cover, my prove itself
I'm deep in that paper like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter virgin lips
We had to shake the game up and flying through turbulence
Everything is stakes nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
It's like an to the face nowadays
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist
It's seven figures and for the case nowadays, I'm talking
power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since stash boxes and lead showers, the padlock
And the dead coward a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
is what they want, I'm the one
This is vintage 1990 - somethin'
I'm the son of the that got you niggas on
Play with him, you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. West for president
He probably let me get some head the residence
I'm in the White House all out
Bumping College Dropout, God-bless
Nothing more influential than rap
I merge jazz with the trap music
I mix black soul with some rock and
They never box me in, I'm David all you hoes
Oh yea, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My was wilder than the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't me down in my career
this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to
It gets annoying, niggas deploy him
And bitches adore him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably thinking it's for him, one me
Swallowed the key and the door in, never leasing my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian the game before them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort
To the grave I deport them, corporations them
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I alien morphin'
My radiance gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the
You're against the tortoise, pace myself it's important
Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a don't sweat me (Don't sweat me)
I kill this fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've never sent the
time I start writing I get sentimental
This is just not fair
But why the should I care?
The of your life here
Two young stars was born and y'all die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
list need 2Pac, damn
But number 9 makes sure he lives on,
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
Every day a celebration, but the valley peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, ratings
And casualties all me, don't make me do demonstrations

Murder my allegations and burning my traces
Adjourning my power and earning royalty payments
I'm sorry y'all not relating, this is reservated
I kill this whole muthafucking beat if J. say it
My nigga Ib the instrumental, I gotta slay it
I gotta lay it, show you fuckers I'm not to play with
The ruckus had been my favorite, King the fuckin' greatest

Burnin' my
(Nah I'm just wit cha)