Luyện nghe bài hát Luck You (Freestyle)

I got a million flows, I can go with those
I got a rocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really
Niggas that's wit me is villans in
That all they good and they feelings on road
It's so appealing, the feeling of a nigga that pose
Get Milli Vanillied those
a beef plate to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in with those
Neck as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten bigger
My is so chilly, it froze
I'm colder than ever, my niggas going for whatever
Niggas gripped up, tucked in the snow storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a
Leave his whole body
shorty done put in her tampon on already
Shooting a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the charm on
We go to jail, this shit'll be fine, meet up with friends
'Cause all of our mans already
Nigga the-, the-
I'ma do a three in week, I gave the Jeep the
Either the double-R stitching, that or the Bentley B in the seat
I got my D in a freak, I gotta be in
She wanna eat morning
I treat it like porridge and her the cream of the wheat
And I rock it P and a B
I don't cop it less it's Louie, on the pocket
Or a D and a G, 'cause the way that the money piling
I be wilding 'til a nigga make a B in a week
niggas hating on me
Nut I'm Gary Payton, always on the team with the
And the money counter, when I'm accounting
It be money coming in and coming out it, cut the money
niggas, I been thumbing out it
Trying not to run up out it in a fight
With a knife, brought a gun up out it
Don't you run up out it, lil'
Uh, hit him a mini MAC
Is he really bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
fact, riddle me that
I'm at the spot that he said he'd be at, but where is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you really tellin' me
Like I prepared to hit him with a felony act?
Like, what you thought, I never react?
Have a nigga looking like he fight in Smash Bros
When a nigga put a whole shell in his
Fuck yelling it back
Niggas get and start hating on a real nigga
It's like a nigga on jealousy pack
Look, nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the with hidden identities
who send at me
I got a stack on me long as a and centipede
I got that Geneve, I got the
I got the money, the power, the
I go to
I'm asking these for 60 percent of the entity
No one me
is talking, but no one offending me
Niggas what the result of the end'll be
Niggas won't know how to find where men'll be
I'm a way different nigga on
I got the recipe, of y'all niggas sit next to me
Guard where your head and ya be
I suggest you niggas go testin' me
I you niggas never go testin' me, nigga

I promise you I do this shit in my sleep, it's easy
I come to the and just say shit and it comes out that way
You what I mean?
I promise y'all we down to go 36 hundred thousand with anybody
Let these niggas know that all that rapping shit
We can do it too,
Niggas be thinking they got that sauce
Not today, nigga, ain't right man?
Y'all what the fuck going on man
Who next? Who next? Who For real, who next?
Lemme know, know, I'm off this, I'm off this
me now