Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know Hoover niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
Niggas thinkin' they MCs
Can't get touched, well it's hammer
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you come on the jet with the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
orange coupes, orange juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you the news
If your ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like it's all
Might get trapped in too
Mally Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the
20 Million, LK real, with in that SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil just G5's
CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby Nitty
My cost 2 chickens
you ain't got one? Don't talk my
I'm king shitting on yo
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 under the earth now it's a garden on your
You shit stain
teething on hundos
I'll you like the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll bring the
You ain't platinum? talk to me
Grammy nominated? Don't to me
20 Million? talk to me
It's to this shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

(Niggas saying nothin')
Choppers at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
Cash Money, Hustle like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
T I got you, don't trip, nigga!

First off lemme go on 40 again
Talk about my kids on
must wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie like I pulled out a on him
Don't make me Pac again!
You ScHoolboy Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the cops
It's all Mane, Waka Flock and them (green Light)
That go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on nigga it's a (green Light)
From my nigga died to Riverside
even your niggas it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the of beef, 'cause I don't like no one)
(Step these bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas they lips but they don't like no guns)
(Just close eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
like to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Dirk who nigga?
heard of these niggas
Some of the nerve of niggas
make me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to murder these
suburban these niggas
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young Bergin' these

Ain't start guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 50s
I got on west and the Southside of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing like Jay Cutler
this, what's this?
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, shit
Put a nigga on Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go with no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, go spam
dip through your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM with no
Ridin' through the Chi, ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little Sosa
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the hill is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold head
If you money nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They with me
I fuck with till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to
She from the Chi, but she shy
She ain't met a nigga who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more in the Chi than Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi Town Ye')
I'm on the low end my nigga Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's free J
4Ch but I'm Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
Lil Durk a lil dirt

(And knows you)
Dis ain't they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought was Future's song!)
(I'm bout to you)
You caught yourself a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!