Luyện nghe bài hát 773 Freestyle

[Verse 1 - Vic
Back on top, I been through more than you can imagine
Flew higher than most, I'm always
Been places that you never twice
all around the world, I'm victory lapping
How did it How did it happen? Stay focused with a lot of distractions
I was packs like I manufacture
to move the product, I'm still the product of that shit
Killa Cam taught me calm under pressure
Mom told me keep trouble, huh, as if
I was tryna make a money on my own
Graduating from an eighth to a zone, now I'm
Sixteen, started writing
Late candle light, making sure the pen was right
outside the studio
I was in the hood when you was Yu-Gi-Oh!
I stopped dealing, it just in the cards
I got robbed in a car by this nigga with his baby momma, he was tryna cut my price
If you hearing this song, just know I'm shitting on your
Give it to them twice, shitting on your
You still wearing beaters, hitting on your wife
She hit me but I hit it at the night
But I don't even it man, I ain't even frontin' man
Ask Mikkey Halsted, the streets
Since big with the Don King flow
in the jungle, Ali 'fro
Ali Baba, commas
Six some summers been out here repping
773 312
You ain't really from the don't rep it
You ain't really from the city rep it

[Verse 2 - Purp]
First first I'm back at it and back in it
Kick my lean habit, with the ad-libbing
Niggas be back-packing, this ain't no shit
boom bag I had had pounds in it
Let them boys keep the attention, glorifying all of the horror stories we get with
Four or five niggas be corners in your section
all types of foreigns, we misdirected
And I'm to sit by watching my young niggas die while all you young niggas lie?
I've heard your fairy tales about a different times
Give my brother forty it's like a hundred on my mind
Only west side keep a hundred on the nine
And I ride forty five a hundred on my side
360 on my wrist with my in the bedroom
And she know I it 100, 169, yeah
[Verse 3 - Vic
I'm a South Side
at first avenue get my revenue rinsed
Benjamin Franklins in the
RP, Killa Cam, rocking all
Tenth grade styling niggas thought shit was gay
Pause, fast forward, now they the same wave
Skinny jeans, Jean, been a don
look like United Colors of Benetton

[Verse 4 - Joey
Been a dream, been a king,
Been a god, a man, nigga
Bending counting Benjamins
Ben and Jerry ass nigga than some cinnamon
Ice sneakers, same color as the paint job
And the inside color as a ring pop
I was pulling hoes Phat Farm tank tops
First we get em in, get the number, we get them all
I just fucked your bitch with my Gucci house on

[Verse 5 - Vic
I ain't even really mean to offend y'all (right)
But my girl's skin than my rims are (yeah)
Purp move so weight he need a trim spa (true)
We be like Steph Curry's mouth guard (yeah)
Jake Gyllenhaal and I box
I should prolly beef Diddy, we the Outlawz
But desperate [?] put me on the PJ
Me and making bands since Kids These Days

[Verse 6 - Joey
But days we still running it like relays
I was plays on flip phones that's pre-paid
Bathing Ape with the Bathing Ape key chain
Straight the braid - uh

[Verse 7 - Vic Mensa, Purp, and both]
My new work at the factory
Cheesecake, working on a degree Northwestern
Told her study this D, teach the girl a
Why still out here wearing Birkenstocks
Work the block, undercover serving cops
Underpaid and under pressure, under fear of getting
And the rate higher than Doctor Jay's socks
Purp be the Pusha Man, to Nate Fox
And Vic be the fireman, keeping shit hot!
Frost in the zip lock, dodging dick cops
Bout to go and take a trip huh, with my huh
Tryna her do a trick huh on the dick huh
Purple!