Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

I call niggas two packs
all he got is two packs
Frontin' he run the city, why the fuck he do that?
I'm like, "Why the he do that?"

Hold up, bitch, get tired
Go with move, I'm 'bout it
Come through like drivers
My goons in silence
They turnt up and they
Niggas know how I'm
I get it all the way, pressure
Ain't no

Clear colors, up, everybody head bop
This is not a bandana, out how these shells pop
Say it and clisp, I had meant to say crisp
All these diamonds in my mouth make me with a lisp
I had to rap my shit, I had broke my wrist
Don't 'posed to to me, say bro control your bitch
I clap on, clap on, bring that ass
Was in my feelings your girl, that was last year
You laid up her, I just stay up with her
She ain't her homegirl, she a makeup killer
her makeup off and she look way different
Now let me see you work out, I love it you work out
In the hood I issue work out, I'm sorry we ain't out
Got my money right and I forgot you
I for, I forgot you
All the niggas that was hatin', they ain't had a thought about you
Big fuck with me, I'm on the phone with J Real
I got the laid back, got lil Dreka right here
I don't trust too niggas, switch up on you, they will
MAC fury, I put 'em in a combo, boom, boom, boom, boom,
Get here, we mixin' gumbo, blockin' shit Mutombo
Run it back, ain't no fumble, disrespect me, go
I left out the ward, I'm chillin', I'm in the jungle
Checkin' on my lake rent houses, flood can't nothin'
I ain't on the internet so I don't hear they're sayin'
I'm in the streets, walk up on you, nigga, is you sayin'?
I got in my... and this gon' stop you from playin'
I ain't never in retirement, I'm still in demand
I got the jailhouse clickin', we on fire, I got
H-Town boomin' out the dorm on the low
My niggas from other sections keep it than niggas
That from the same hood, we played together as children
You a silly boy, up, you don't know me, why we talkin'?
Ask big dog about my... yeah, real retarded
Hold the shop by myself, got it then from you bought it
Gon' step up through there, spray this bitch like Mad Marvin
My lil' Juvie, she with killin' and I fuck with her
I just picked her up after and smoked a blunt with her
I've been with lil' NaNa, but she been runnin' from me
When I leave she go to uh uh, I can't run out of
Everybody 'bout to a trip to Miami
I don't give a shit, bitch I'm kickin' it in
Get your passport, I'm 'bout to take a to Paris
Champs-Élysées, Vuitton, but that's average
Michael Kors for my whores, be happy
Say it designer, then I'm leavin', goddamn it
If I'm the one that bought it for you, then fantastic
Ring bought from Wal-Mart, I the thought was what mattered