Luyện nghe bài hát McGyver

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

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

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