Luyện nghe bài hát La La La Boom

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Know some Hoover that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its time
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, well it's 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, ankle wraps
ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 roofs
orange coupes, Ciroc orange
Trel said all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at niggas when you heard the news
If your daughter ever need something, don't I got you
Posted up on sunset at the Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get 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 upper echelon, no Lil just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
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 small like
I'm swatting the
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit teenagers
barely teething on
hold you like the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll the noise
You ain't Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? Don't to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's to this shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

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

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

Ain't start making guns when they you nigga
no Jayhawk but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, down to die too
Move in on 50s
I got niggas on west and the of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing like Jay Cutler
this, what's this?
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, tough
Put a nigga on like
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, that free like this ass whooping
fuck with 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 through set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever Oprah
Hit a 300 with my nigga Sosa
paper bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
Old man and the capitol hill is out
? on the low end
all my BD bring the dope in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold head
If you getting nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? Fuck with me
I with stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I Murderville
G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She ain't met a nigga who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
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 my nigga Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but free Bump J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil under a lil dirt

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