Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7 (Freestyle)

Said I'm a fuckin'
A massive I haunt 'ya
the rap then fucked up the monitors
Mastered that after that I for thermometors
Popped em all,then in the jaw of Tracy Veronica
Holla back they us
No pajamas will attack I attack like pirahna does
Hit yo block like a comet , BLAHH! and you all know time it is
mark 'ya calendars calisthenics and silencers exercisin' that trigger strip
Rock with us Metallica; no talented
I'm in a whats wild enough
Just might stumble upon a pack of
No lyin' my soilders dyin' is Iraq
Alliances wit stars and bars of a prison wreck
My science applyin pressure her strecher is pay the proceeds
Or your livin debt soft as a giga-pet
You niggas can't see me unless you watchin the tv or ultra huggin my
My flow got the wet
I til I feel my breath
Who sinkin my fuckin
She fuckin the best
Mean my dick is the of death
Means I'm killin pussy
Like Spike whenever that Jerry
Dre
Me and Andre the 6'7 and climbin'
you storm to your climate
Whether your beat makin or
some Phyllis Hyman
Hand full of diamonds like Jay
On a wit Ray Bans
Glasses palmin' asses that came wit a great tan

I be the mother fuckin mecca of hub city spectrum
Where they at I will disect them like a fucking frog
Why you wreckin wit a reticle my word incredible
They call the federal after I slaughter several
Etcetera Bentley passin up Celicas
They tellin us about shit, high in ya mouth bitch
And Top Dawg can bitch
Nigga what you bout , about wit army outfits
The generals
That mean the hustlers and the criminals
Penitence reachin pinacles of life and despair and me I solemnly swear to handle mine a Taliban and die for it
difference is I ain't never askin Allah for it
Only difference is I be spazzin and apply for it
Put me in a
I don't know what's a story
Guts and
Your pain bore me you really lived it
I you to a block where they Crippin
Or that 5'2 gun bigger than the torso of Pippen
Bitch I been doin you niggas ruined it
Show me different
You either kissin dick or givin me
You live in a disrict of dimebags and dummys I your statistics
Who ya boss he like my assisstant
Get have a egg and a biscuit
Break fast when we them biscuits
Pay cash when ya come up missin, Q..Q
[Verse 2: Q]
Double up, shit, what the
Get me some my promo
Setbacks
Soon they
I jus lock and load
flowed im somewhere blowed
Mary got some sweets
LA prolly east
for the ragin beats
X O scrape the keys
Bangin C im B
Put them niggas to me
Stop and focus get the
Im hear now let the be
Ya all them dudes got ovaries.
Run on sentin still im
Air coolest breeze
Ill
Grip my shoot my semen
Still im cumin miles a
I was learnin getting
Head is shes a goblin
We be mobbin bitches
Stick and miss and she the
Get a witness pussy
Yes a
Poppin off like a

Getting
a nigga
Rush a
a nigga
Crush a
Dust a copperhead gon thrust a nigga
Heatin up the winnnin
to remember nigga
Hella I got a spit
Curse wit a like god told me to kill the shit
Load the clip cops
The hoover
Bada bing by the a ling
Natural
Fing ring wit a vision clearin it wit
from bejing
Money maker cum she
the weak thats wing stop
At the wit rain drops

Space shuttle shittin on your car
Boy
Could at least got a huh?
see our patent huh
Workin on like we never been free
22 squezze shootin off Cs
thought a nigga shot 16s
16s
bing, bing, bing, bing.... bing