Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7 (Freestyle)

Said I'm a monster
A massive attack I 'ya
Mastered the rap then up the monitors
that after that I went for thermometors
Popped em all,then in the jaw of Tracy Veronica
Holla back they us
No pajamas insomnia will attack I attack pirahna does
Hit yo block like a comet , BLAHH! and you all what time it is
2012 mark 'ya calendars and silencers exercisin' that trigger strip
Rock with us Metallica; competition no
I'm in a whats wild enough
Just stumble upon a pack of lions
No lyin' my soilders dyin' is Iraq
Alliances lining wit stars and bars of a prison
My science applyin her strecher is needed pay the proceeds
Or your debt y'all soft as a giga-pet
You niggas see me unless you watchin the tv or ultra huggin my silhouette
My got the ceiling wet
I spit til I feel my
Who sinkin my fuckin
She fuckin the best
Mean my is the dick of death
Means I'm killin pussy
Like Spike whenever Jerry slept
Dre
Me and Andre the Giant 6'7 and
Whether you to your climate
Whether your makin or rhyming
Bumpin Phyllis Hyman
Hand of diamonds like Jay fans
On a wit Ray Bans
Glasses palmin' asses that probably came wit a tan

I be the fuckin mecca of these hub city spectrum
Where they at I will disect like a fucking frog rectum
Why you wreckin wit a reticle my word flow
They probably the federal after I slaughter several
Etcetera etcetera passin up Celicas
They tellin us about shit, high power in ya bitch
And Top Dawg can bitch
Nigga you bout , about face wit army outfits
The here
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
Only difference is I ain't askin Allah for it
Only is I be spazzin and still apply for it
Put me in a
I don't know a sadder story
Guts and
Your pain bore me you ain't lived it
I you to a block where they Crippin
Or Piru that 5'2 gun bigger than the of Pippen
Bitch I been before you niggas ruined it
Show me different
You kissin dick or givin me distance
You live in a disrict of dimebags and I know your statistics
Who ya boss he more like my
Get lost have a egg and a
Break when we aimin them biscuits
Pay cash ya chain come up missin, Q..Q
[Verse 2: Q]
up, shit, what the fuck?
Get me some my poppin
Setbacks
Soon watchin
I jus lock and load
Target flowed im somewhere
Mary got some sweets
LA prolly east
for the ragin beats
X O scrape the keys
Bangin C im B
Put them next to me
and focus get the lead
Im now let the hardest be
Ya all dudes got ovaries. PERIOD
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 throbbin a goblin
We be over bitches
Stick and and she the business
Get a witness frenchin
Yes a
Poppin off like a

Getting
Drop a
Rush a
a nigga
Crush a
a nigga copperhead gon thrust a nigga
Heatin up the winnnin
to remember nigga
Hella sick I got a
Curse wit a verse like god told me to the shit
the clip hecklin cops
The king
bing by the ding a ling
Natural
ring wit a vision clearin it wit visine
Asing bejing
Money maker cum she
Feed the weak thats stop
At the start wit drops

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