Luyện nghe bài hát 24 (Freestyle)

[Hook:
Feeling villainous vibe
Feeling, feeling this villainous

[Verse 1:
Chip on my shoulder, is you sayin' ?
Swear to God our fathers were playing nigga relate a
Breathless, every morning was forced to on breakfast
Mama told me let these peasants throw rocks at the king
Pawns to carry on with no conscience
non-sense, pay homage or K's vomit, verbal
Fucker wanna Biggie was making certain while niggas was getting iffy
Heart is bigger than derrières of and Nicki
But up and diss me, this shit will 360
And I mention my body count?
murderous, to be humble
Murder is to be
Ever heard of me
I was born in the where niggas belly's will rumble
Get for thinking or mumble
But y'all stuck on rap
all that
I do in my slumber, merely ventilation
stay afloat be on a boat shit
I that I'm lost inside of the spirit of Biggie back in his lumberjack
Or Nasir with the fatigue, I felt stifle, disciple
My raps are trifle, I shoot for my...you get the picture
I was raised in Miami, niggas'll smack coofie
Just for acting coochie, your goofy never move me
No sir, no ho, my homies ready to roll
Never the matter the chitter and
I did it cause I can machete the
And comeback, a force fact
I'm not a dumb act, run
Little rat, fuck it, punch back
In the middle of Havana
a hammer outside with pajamas
Better watch your grammar me
These haters me, I swear it's unnecessary
Gambino, you childish niggas never see the shit that I do
VMG, yes VMG
Only competition we see is TDE

Happy to my nigger doe

[Verse 2: C Dot
Imma be the guy that rap slow, nah
bitches smoking Cubans I'm Castro
My life is like the movie, and be the director
And just to get a small role, got acting extra
I wrote this verse in one cause Bobby said that he wants rhymes
Intelligent, but I'm getting brain from bitches that's fine
Got like prom with the, world on my palm
I knew that we would blow up cause we be the bomb
Rattpack out to get the cheese, drop a verse get Gs
Hit the studio drunk as fuck but still drop a verse with
I don't a fuck
Bitch you know the flow is nature
With no pen and paper break it down a hater, wassup

[Verse 3: Jon
Let's a money conversation
Four hundred from Eminem that's a payment
Kennedy Reagan's arrangement
Please don't let this Pop kid take it to the basement
I'm still here screaming Beautiful
Sick of the noodles of rhyme in all my cubical
So I just grew and to put you in your spot
Ooodles and boodles of blue bags from Louis
Getting money with we have a Jew of a time
With liquor in a Poland like a Junior at prom
Yes I chose to pop I'm doing the crime
And that just means I'm dope to you and your mom
in the summer, AC on freezing
Working in the like I got no heaters
Spring rolls at the damn seasons
In the red October thank you Yeezus

[Verse 4:
Feeling villainous vibe
Chilling me and my Tribe
Gotta spit this to
How have I been alive?
Twenty-four years and counting not including my womb
I'm here in the lab, and I'll be until the tomb
Album coming soon watch the Rattpack
I've on that real shit
fun shit
Spit artillery, a gunship
V's up we run
Don't around with that dumb shit it's scandalous
In the in Los Angeles
At No I.D. spot hit you with the heat rock
With Bobby on the board on the floor
Hold up let me take a breath come more
a freestyle let me redirect my intellect
Drop shit just for fun, it's all over the internet
Cause I'm in effect
hold up, y'all did get the Memo?
You rappers is Initech
Bitch I've a fact
Hit you like then intercept
it yo
See now all the real fans know that the goin be crazy
Spit it off the top and get dirty Pat Swayze
the cover of XXL
Fuck around and then
Tour coming soon man I know the tickets finna
Really, for everybody's Achilles
Put my own money into this album, like a millie
It's Logic, coming for their no disrespect
I did this in two minutes or less
Spent a on the album, who knows what to expect (Sinatra)
Spent a year on the album, who what to expect
is Logic

(Flawless Victory)
Happy birthday to me
my birthday !