Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7 (Freestyle)

Said I'm a fuckin'
A attack I haunt 'ya
the rap then fucked up the monitors
Mastered that after that I went for
em all,then popped in the jaw of Tracy Veronica
Holla they promised us
No insomnia will attack I attack like pirahna does
Hit yo block like a comet , BLAHH! and you all know time it is
2012 mark 'ya 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 of lions
No lyin' my soilders this is Iraq
lining wit stars and bars of a prison wreck
My science pressure her strecher is needed pay the proceeds
Or your livin debt y'all soft as a
You niggas can't see me unless you the tv or ultra huggin my silhouette
My got the ceiling wet
I til I feel my breath
Who sinkin my fuckin
She fuckin the fuckin
Mean my dick is the of death
Means I'm killin that
Like Spike whenever Jerry slept
Dre
Me and the Giant 6'7 and climbin'
you storm to your climate
Whether your makin or rhyming
Bumpin Phyllis Hyman
Hand full of diamonds like Jay
On a wit Ray Bans
Glasses palmin' that probably came wit a great tan

I be the fuckin mecca of these hub city spectrum
Where they at I disect them like a fucking frog rectum
Why you wit a reticle my word flow incredible
They probably call the federal after I several
Etcetera etcetera Bentley up Celicas
They tellin us shit, high power in ya mouth bitch
And Top can vouch bitch
Nigga what you bout , about face wit outfits
The generals
That mean the hustlers and the criminals
Penitence reachin pinacles of life and despair and me I swear to handle mine like 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 know what's a sadder story
and glory
Your pain bore me you really lived it
I take you to a block where they
Or Piru 5'2 gun bigger than the torso of Pippen
Bitch I been before you niggas ruined it
me somethin different
You either 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 have a egg and a biscuit
Break when we aimin them biscuits
Pay cash ya chain come up missin, Q..Q
[Verse 2: Q]
Double up, shit, the fuck?
Get me some my poppin
droppin
Soon they
I jus and load explode
flowed im somewhere blowed
Mary got some swishers
LA prolly east
for the ragin beats
X O henie the keys
C im bangin B
Put them next to me
Stop and get the lead
Im now let the hardest be
Ya all dudes got ovaries. PERIOD
Run on still im ventin
Air conditionin coolest
Ill
my panties shoot my semen
Still im cumin miles a
I was getting knowledge
Head is throbbin shes a
We be over bitches
Stick and and she the business
Get a witness frenchin
Yes a
Poppin off like a

Getting
a nigga
Rush a
Stomp a
Crush a
Dust a copperhead gon thrust a nigga
Heatin up the winnnin
Somethin to remember
sick I got a spit
Curse wit a verse like god 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
Asing from
Money cum she cream
Feed the thats wing stop
At the start wit drops

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