Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover niggas down to ride
For a homicide, when its time
Niggas thinkin' they MCs
get touched, well it's hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need ankle
Don't ride around in LA, if you come on the jet with the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
orange coupes, Ciroc orange
Trel said fuck all you, my OG out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at them 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 trapped in too
Mally Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, got niggas in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby Nitty
My cost 2 chickens
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm shitting on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a End up like Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small like
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain
barely teething on
I'll hold you the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll the noise
You ain't platinum? talk to me
Grammy nominated? Don't to me
20 Million? Don't to me
levels to this shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the I'll take your name and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

(Niggas ain't nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't 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 go on 40 Glocc again
Talk my kids on Instagram?
Nigga must wanna get his ass again!
Tell a lie like I pulled out a on him
Don't make me Pac again!
You ScHoolboy Kendrick and Top and them
a bitch nigga running to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Flock and them (green Light)
That go nigga
if you ever see ho nigga, on mamas nigga it's a (green Light)
where my nigga died to Riverside
even your niggas it's a (green Light)
Better run through the red
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step behind these and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping lips but they don't like no guns)
(Just your eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
they to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Nowitzki? Dirk who nigga?
Never heard of these
of the nerve of these niggas
Don't me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to murder niggas
Black these niggas
I'm taking bitches, I'm chains
yeah I'm Bergin' these niggas

Ain't start guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
And I Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 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 Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass
Come with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go blam no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through your set like Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM no gram
Ridin' the Chi, ain't ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 my little nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, feel us out here
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD bring the dope in
And BdD twins locked up in the and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They Fuck me
I with stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, I mean Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Ave I use her to kill
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't never met a who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi 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 Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
Lil Durk under a lil

(And knows you)
Dis ain't what want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought was Future's song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done caught yourself a L dog
(Man knows you)
You heard of Lil Nigga, hell nah!