Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

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

Hold up, bitch, don't get
Go with your move, I'm it
Come through Uber drivers
My goons move in
They turnt up and wildin'
know how I'm rockin'
I get it all the way, applyin'
Ain't no

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