Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know some Hoover that's down to ride
For a homicide, its drama time
Niggas thinkin' that MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and
Your flow wack, my flow
Got marble floors, your crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you come on the jet with the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
orange coupes, Ciroc 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 when you heard the news
If your daughter ever something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like all cool
get trapped in Vegas too
call Mally Mall he Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw echelon, no Lil Jets just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby
My Maybach cost 2
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm king shitting on yo
and we in the gym
Tryna be a End up like Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too like Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
put you under the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain
barely on hundos
I'll hold you like the you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll bring the
You ain't platinum? Don't to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Don't talk to me
levels to this shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak you fall asleep with!

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

(Niggas ain't nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
Cash Money, Family like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
T I got you, don't trip, nigga!

First off go on 40 Glocc again
Talk about my kids on
Nigga must wanna get his ass again!
Tell a lie like I out a Glock on him
make me resurrect Pac again!
You like Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch running to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka and them (green Light)
That go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on nigga it's a (green Light)
From where my nigga died to
even niggas know it's a (green Light)
run through the red ones
fuck and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, 'cause I don't no one)
(Step behind these bars and I write not one)
(Niggas bumping they but they don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
like to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? who nigga?
heard of these niggas
Some of the of these niggas
Don't make me put on burgundy
Let the AK I'm serving niggas
Yo T raw, time to murder niggas
Black these niggas
I'm taking bitches, I'm taking
yeah I'm Young Bergin' niggas

Ain't start making guns they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 50s
I got niggas on west and the of Chi too
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, tough
Put a nigga on like
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go blam no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
runnin' out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little Sosa
Brown paper bag, on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The
got killers out here, west side, they feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold head
If you getting money hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Boys? They Fuck with me
I fuck with till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She never met a nigga who can't die
I'm so I'm so Northside
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi than Ye' (Chi Town than Ye')
I'm on the low end my nigga Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's Bump J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in this Shark
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 thought that was song!)
(I'm bout to you)
You done caught yourself a L dog
(Man knows you)
You heard of Lil Durk? Nigga, nah!