Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Come on,

Yo I'm from l I fella, vison had you into my figgida
(? )
Microphone is
mic's is so while I be just day dreaming
Drop for like, nine months, and from backyards to

Who to live the gutter life, we got sidewalks to walk,

I need a chick with big to mash, baby
Hang parachutes, I've been floating for years
Went from rapping in cars to careers
One beer, two beers, I got the gift santa
I go ny to dc, and down to atlanta
Make you fly like propellor, we be down in the
I guess you call the basement, cause thats where all
The went
we turn it up a notch, old school like ed kotch
Toss my foot up in the air and grab my
Who am i? michael, the music on a cycle
So we can finish up the within your fro
out

This is frozen style
Shatter your style
Freeze like artic style

on
it out
I'm the p to the o to the s
Known to the flow to the chest
So wear your vest, nibble the thighs and on

Had to sneak it cause her moms kept me pressure
As the sun to rise and set
Some live for the hood cause it's as good as it gets
But my plot is much thicker, I move it quicker
and sixty mile to the p h
So I'm balanced, not a fella to
the dots, I got two propellors in awe
Went from ghetto to the
all degrees of hot, and froze when I was not
Like lot, my lady salt in the game
Invested cheese in the mouse who sent pork fame
Now you hear my name being on the ride of life
too late to get of, to get off

We in the house y'all, we in the house
We about to get evicted, there ain't no lights or
The bills ain't paid and week we had a raid
Cause we partied too much but my family's trade
Invited all of my folks, and yo all my stayed
They to silence our shit, but we just pushed up the

Sat to charge a dollar, hadn't got paid
And on the band and got stupid when the keyboard

(talking in backround)

Keeping funky with the propellerheads

Now
You see, I'm here to usher the pain no relief
But still get the "great scotts, are you a "
"seems like you got a mouth of gold.." records
Sorry for that, plaque soon to come
Till then propellor got me the drum
For a fee so the foe looking for the fumble
I hear you to rumble on the mic, so check it out
How you want it, I got it -- oh