Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7 (Freestyle)

Said I'm a monster
A massive attack I 'ya
Mastered the rap fucked up the monitors
Mastered that after I went for thermometors
em all,then popped in the jaw of Tracy Veronica
Holla back they us
No pajamas insomnia will attack I like pirahna does
Hit yo block like a comet , BLAHH! and you all what time it is
2012 mark 'ya calendars calisthenics and silencers exercisin' that 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 lining wit stars and bars of a prison
My science pressure her strecher is needed pay the proceeds
Or your debt y'all soft as a giga-pet
You niggas can't see me unless you the tv or ultra huggin my silhouette
My flow got the wet
I spit til I feel my
Who my fuckin chest
She fuckin the fuckin
Mean my dick is the dick of
Means I'm killin pussy
Spike whenever that Jerry slept
Dre
Me and the Giant 6'7 and climbin'
Whether you storm to climate
Whether your beat or rhyming
Bumpin some Phyllis
Hand full of diamonds like Jay
On a wit Ray Bans
Glasses asses that probably came wit a great tan

I be the mother fuckin mecca of these hub spectrum
Where they at I disect them like a fucking frog rectum
Why you wreckin wit a my word flow incredible
They probably call the federal I slaughter several
Etcetera etcetera Bentley up Celicas
They tellin us about shit, power in ya mouth bitch
And Top Dawg can vouch
what you bout , about face wit army outfits
The generals
That the hustlers and the criminals here
Penitence reachin pinacles of life and despair and me I solemnly swear to handle like a Taliban and die for it
difference is I ain't never askin Allah for it
Only difference is I be spazzin and still for it
Put me in a
I don't know a sadder story
Guts and
Your bore me you ain't really lived it
I take you to a block where they
Or Piru that 5'2 gun bigger the torso of Pippen
Bitch I been doin you niggas ruined it
Show me somethin
You kissin dick or givin me distance
You live in a disrict of dimebags and I know your statistics
Who ya boss he more my assisstant
Get lost have a egg and a
Break fast when we aimin them
Pay cash ya chain come up missin, Q..Q
[Verse 2: Q]
Double up, shit, the fuck?
Get me some my promo
Setbacks
they watchin
I jus lock and load
Target flowed im blowed
Mary got swishers sweets
LA nigga east
Cheerin for the beats
X O henie scrape the
C im bangin B
Put niggas next to me
Stop and focus get the
Im now let the hardest be
Ya all dudes got ovaries. PERIOD
Run on sentin im ventin
Air conditionin coolest
Ill
Grip my shoot my semen
Still im cumin a runnin
I was learnin getting
is throbbin shes a goblin
We be mobbin bitches
Stick and and she the business
Get a witness frenchin
Yes a
Poppin off a mission

Getting
Drop a
Rush a
Stomp a
a nigga
Dust a nigga copperhead gon thrust a
Heatin up the winnnin
Somethin to remember
Hella I got a spit
Curse wit a verse like god me to kill the shit
Load the clip hecklin
The hoover
Bada bing by the ding a
hoover
Fing ring wit a vision clearin it wit
Asing bejing
maker cum she cream
Feed the thats wing stop
At the start wit rain

Space shuttle on your car lots
Boy
Could at got a saturn huh?
HiiiPoWer see our huh
Workin on tracks we never been free
22 niggas shootin off Cs
Please thought a nigga 16s
16s
Bieda bing, bing, bing, bing....