Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This that rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where love The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, a Kit Kat
Did the my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking back
No rats in my pack, ain't no in my slacks
singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field the colt
Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like what's up it
Jay was in the Z, my gunnas in the truck with it
Sigel would've loved it, Philly would've fucked it
California property you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring, sold Peedi
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm you rap niggas 'fraid of
A nigga that could go bar for bar with Jada
Let me tell you who suck, banana Now or Laters
Chyna head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef cater
Game snap on everything he like a fucking wild
and black Ghost, nigga that's Al Davis
Give me Left Eye back, Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them bullets tossed
16 on your back you fucking Jeff Goff
man acting girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, to the west
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
'em out I just do it like a fucking Nike rep
Bently truck Chuck, with the cupped up
Don't get me up, you see the semi tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, where them duck
These hoes foaming at the mouth, they got fucked up
I'm 'bout to poke 'em a cactus
Told that bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence motherfucker that's Seau
All my suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the five
Tell the pay me don't be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you ride, back seat of my Caddy?
Used to flip pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no to Swaggy
Before that it was teeth and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no cause I ain't really have one
And you can't call dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you Drag-On
Game raw as fuck like poking in the Magnum
Used to ether the in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em once a year I'm fucking Halloween
ain't a dream, nigga hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your sleep and smack your out his highchair
daddy was a bitch, I had to do it
I need no ski mask to do it
Murder is and I'm attracted to it
a state, I'll send a package through it
If the fed hack into it, they get on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this Maybach with
Your head is Mustard beat and I'll put the ratchet to it
And scope will get your mouth washed when I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make your put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you bring a real into it
classic moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the Chronic all I did was put the to it
Known for cheese on niggas heads the way the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I crack to music
Every situation in rap, I've a savage through it
And all these hoes getting mad cause I'm smashing 'em
They can get a ring one day, if the can do it
Who else you parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
Another car driven by a convict
Aventador black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm
Niggas say my name I pop up like the State bitch
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5"
Lightskin bitches be mad and greasy
I'ma start fucking Dej Loafs and Dreezy's
start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow Kenny
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he be pouring out Henny
I got a bitch from Minne-Apolis a semi
Bang the at Denny's and fly herself back to Philly
She got a mill and she don't even know Meek
And ever since nigga snitched on me we just don't speak
See that you got with Drake is like a slow leak
Blood'll be dripping like if I poke Meek
won't get no sleep, I'm coming through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his dead body on the soaked
It could lowkey
You better have call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This ain't a diss,
This is all lives matter this nigga's
1992 shit ain't no new shit
We in that all black you won't know who and who Crip
With guns big enough to sink a fucking ship
Fuck around and be a news clip them loose lips
My nigga packed you out and you ain't do shit
This the Golden and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you that I'll snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on niggas never been no cool shit
And been wanting to give Nicki this pool stick
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck with
We where you live, nigga, you better move quick
And start thinking about who you hop in the coupe with