Luyện nghe bài hát A Calabasas Freestyle

This iconic shit, go

This that whip
Pull the checks, receipt stashed, straight to the palm,
I been gone too long, like it's all different (Oh)
Swear, been always specific
In between destinations and over the Pacific
And all these that we rented
I seen niggas fumble with frames, tryna up they image
I write writtens to break the bars of mental prison
Stencil hieroglyphs colored pencils to Central Britain
This is potential business, the monster has
And they stressed 'cause he's dressin'
And gassin' the freshest niggas, you're fuckin'
And your fashion is (Whoo)
No wonder they act suspicious, mad defensive
Man, they couldn't grasp most practical sense
it, I'm blasted, I'm reckless (Oh, shit!)
With no actual past, it's
Rap is just one of my fetishes, like a dragon pregnant
Young boys lyin' on records (Whoo)
Baby, if I say I got the cash, a factual sentence
This is different (Woah)
That's why I had to drop the tape just to shift it
Why lil' nigga wearin' rags if he got all the riches?
Shadow demons, diggin' ditches for all of these lizards
I'm finished with 'em
And they can't my intentions (No)
Man, they can't my inventions (Yeah)
Wish I had a intervention when I was stuck in the (Whoo)
Ten black sheep deep, they want us to blend in (Oh)
what the neural net will say when the AI is sentient
I'm a art connoisseur, hope you all this
And tell the Kama Sutra, got the latest, let 'em in
I'm a youngin' but I got the knowledge like a veteran

Oh, my, 'nother young black boy again
this, 'bout to blow the top off, let it rip
No shade, new figures, new
These niggas stick, try to put us in the chains
I just bought a new wrist, I just a new whip
Put the vision on the top, say we too
Tried to kick us out the block, I been on my new
Man, we if you ready or not
Man, I'm with the squad, got all the guap
We ever see you at the spot, they just talk a lot

Ooh, (Ooh, yuh)
They just like to a lot
Ooh, (Yuh, damn)
Yah! (Tell 'em we on the way)
Nah, we a big table in the party
The big table, the one in the (Yah!)
You already what it is
Tell Jordan I'm in his city, no games
Somebody get Azi on the phone a loud pack
Nah, nah, nah, I need the, I need the spaghetti from Olive
With the oil and the garilc
With the truffle fries with no cheese, nigga
We rabid, what you thought it (Yah, ayy, yah!)
Ayy, yah