Luyện nghe bài hát Boomshakalaka

We livin in the days
we saw what's over

40 on me you off papa
And even got the just boomshakalaka
I'm a young cold mother fucker
Put the out and rock it like boomshakalaka
My niggas hit like shotas with the forty glockas
Like Boomshakalaka
And my bitch gone blast and she got ass
Like boomshakalaka
People say we out of time
And they gonna drop anotha rhyme like
I'm a my fuckin mind and I'm a
Blast this tech nine like boomshakalaka
say we runnin out of time
And they gonna drop rhyme like boomshakalaka
A nigga run upon me and try to take
I'm a pop this tech nine boomshakalaka bitch

I'm ballin forty in my
Bet this fucker won't NBA Jam
Up the springfield, don't' my aim off
My Louie Jacket cost more then ya chain
I'm act up
Now punks just how I'm strapped up
on me, (fuck you up)
Hot damn, son of a
your daddy hush don't be a son of a snitch
Turn tha t.v. on, tellin' stories
Turn your bitches on, she extra
And I what I'm on, with your fine ass
She got red lipstick on the wine
I you niggas mad
I see you wagging
Act like you got some or something bad will happen
She got off work and came straight to the
Your bitch tryina catch a date with some thug
Oh you mad

Bitch trill OG on ready
finger on the triger and it's all steady
No is too big or too small
Got the third eye to see around and through walls
No matter who calls we first ring
Mind on the money that's the first thing
Got baby mama [?]
Losing a million wouldn't be the worst thing
This mob music, stricktly for made men
Run up like you want it you can up fate then
I ain't playin I'll pop you and I'm not stayin
They gone you right there in the same spot you lay in
I'm no the one and I'm no the two bro
I'm the cat who make it do what it do bro
And you so act right
I'm gonna keep the mack tight make it go boomshakalaka

I'm what you call a legend (sha-plow)
Thiss you call a mack eleven (sha-plow)
Here's two on the way down plow
Here's four more plow plow plow
I got a plan to take your land
If you keep it a hundred I keep it a grand
I'm not a star you know my name now my
You simple you represent I rep glory
Damn now nigga's talkin down
But they don't say nothin I'm around
They fuck with y'all no doubt you get a pound
No of fact fuck that you get around
I don't' hang industry niggas I hang with killers
I don't fuck with these rap they ain't my niggas
My outfit from Paris
Show up to your house party like Harris