Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7 (Freestyle)

Said I'm a fuckin'
A massive I haunt 'ya
Mastered the rap then up the monitors
Mastered that that I went for thermometors
Popped em all,then popped in the jaw of Tracy
Holla they promised us
No pajamas insomnia will attack I attack pirahna does
Hit yo block like a , BLAHH! and you all know what time it is
2012 'ya calendars calisthenics and silencers exercisin' that trigger strip
Rock with us Metallica; no talented
I'm in a jungle whats wild
Just might stumble upon a pack of
No lyin' my soilders dyin' is Iraq
Alliances lining wit stars and bars of a prison
My science applyin pressure her is needed pay the proceeds
Or your livin debt soft as a giga-pet
You can't see me unless you watchin the tv or ultra huggin my silhouette
My got the ceiling wet
I spit til I my breath
Who my fuckin chest
She the fuckin best
Mean my is the dick of death
Means I'm that pussy
Like Spike whenever that slept
Dre
Me and the Giant 6'7 and climbin'
Whether you to your climate
Whether your beat or rhyming
some Phyllis Hyman
Hand full of like Jay fans
On a wit Ray Bans
Glasses palmin' asses that came wit a great tan

I be the mother mecca of these hub city spectrum
Where they at I will disect like a fucking frog rectum
Why you wit a reticle my word flow incredible
probably call the federal after I slaughter several
Etcetera etcetera Bentley passin up
They tellin us about shit, power in ya mouth bitch
And Top can vouch bitch
Nigga what you bout , about face wit army
The generals
That mean the hustlers and the criminals
Penitence reachin pinacles of life and despair and me I solemnly swear to handle mine like a and die for it
Only difference is I ain't never askin for it
Only difference is I be and still apply for it
Put me in a
I don't what's a sadder story
and glory
Your bore me you ain't really lived it
I take you to a block they Crippin
Or Piru that 5'2 gun bigger than the of Pippen
I been doin before you niggas ruined it
Show me different
You either kissin dick or givin me
You live in a disrict of dimebags and dummys I know statistics
Who ya boss he like my assisstant
Get lost a egg and a biscuit
Break when we aimin them biscuits
Pay cash when ya come up missin, Q..Q
2: ScHoolBoy Q]
Double up, shit, the fuck?
Get me my promo poppin
droppin
Soon they
I jus and load explode
Target im somewhere blowed
Mary got some sweets
LA nigga prolly
Cheerin for the beats
X O henie scrape the
C im bangin B
Put them next to me
and focus get the lead
Im hear now let the be
Ya all them dudes got ovaries.
Run on sentin im ventin
Air conditionin coolest
Ill
Grip my shoot my semen
im cumin miles a runnin
I was learnin knowledge
Head is throbbin shes a
We be mobbin over
Stick and and she the business
Get a pussy frenchin
Yes a
off like a mission

Getting
Drop a
Rush a
a nigga
Crush a
Dust a nigga gon thrust a nigga
Heatin up the nigga
to remember nigga
Hella sick I got a
Curse wit a like god told me to kill the shit
the clip hecklin cops
The king
Bada by the ding a ling
hoover
Fing wit a vision clearin it wit visine
Asing bejing
Money cum she cream
the weak thats wing stop
At the start wit rain

Space shuttle shittin on your car
Boy
Could at least got a saturn
HiiiPoWer see our huh
Workin on tracks like we been free
22 niggas shootin off Cs
Please a nigga shot 16s
16s
Bieda bing, bing, bing, bing....