Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
Niggas thinkin' that MCs
get touched, well it's hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and
Your flow wack, my crack
Got floors, your floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, niggas broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet the strap
My niggas 52 roofs
coupes, Ciroc orange juice
Trel said all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you heard the
If your ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like all cool
Might get in Vegas too
call Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, got niggas in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
My Maybach 2 chickens
you ain't got one? Don't my language
I'm shitting on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up like in "Above The Rim"
You too like Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You stain teenagers
barely on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my mayo
You from I'll bring the noise
You ain't Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Million? talk to me
It's levels to shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

Ain't got no time for this rap
Blood Money, Cash
Ain't got no time for rap shit
Cash Money, Money
Ain't got no time for rap shit
rap money, money
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo Trel let a nigga hit him a ratchet
Big U let a nigga get matches
I'ma torch the building this La
up and spin a nigga backwards
Light it up, smoke a like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
Coming through my dogs
chopper going through walls
This shit? That's me shit
Pull up bangin' Meek shit
monster truck pull up side of that Benz?

(Niggas saying nothin')
Choppers at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
Money, Family Hustle like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
T Raw? I got you, trip, nigga!

First off lemme go on 40 again
Talk about my kids on
must wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie like I pulled out a on him
make me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy like and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the cops
It's all Gucci Mane, Flock and them (green Light)
That go nigga
if you see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga it's a (green Light)
From where my died to Riverside
even your know it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
around and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, 'cause I like no one)
(Step behind these bars and I don't not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I don't fuck with no new
they to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Nowitzki? Dirk who nigga?
Never heard of these
Some of the nerve of these
Don't make me put on nigga
Let the AK I'm these niggas
Yo T raw, time to murder niggas
Black suburban these
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young Bergin' these

start making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but I'll K you
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, down to die too
Move in on 50s
I got on west and the Southside of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay
Fuck this, what's
Niggas talking all fuck shit, tough shit
Put a nigga on like
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free this ass whooping
Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am I am .45 Go blam with no jam
a nigga Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, let's go
Nigga dip through your set like Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, no fans
This is a DM with no
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little nigga
paper bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got out here, west side, they feel us out here
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas the dope in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga J, hold your head
If you money nigga hold your bread
Rock my P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They Fuck me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I mean
G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't met a nigga who can't die
I'm so I'm so Northside
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi Town Ye' (Chi Town than Ye')
I'm on the low end with my nigga Par K (With my Par K)
And he A GD, but free Bump J
4Ch but I'm Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk under a lil

(And knows you)
Dis ain't what want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I that was Future's song!)
(I'm bout to you)
You done caught yourself a L dog
(Man knows you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!