Luyện nghe bài hát A Calabasas Freestyle

This shit, let's go

that fresh whip
Pull the checks, receipt stashed, to the palm, drippin'
I been gone too long, feel like all different (Oh)
Swear, I've always specific
In destinations and flyin' over the Pacific
And all these jets we rented
I seen fumble with frames, tryna keep up they image
I write to break the bars of your mental prison
hieroglyphs with colored pencils to Central Britain
This is potential business, the has awoken
And they stressed 'cause dressin' different
And gassin' the freshest niggas, you're fuckin'
And your is Activision (Whoo)
No wonder they act suspicious, they mad
Man, they couldn't even most practical sense
it, I'm blasted, I'm reckless (Oh, shit!)
With no actual past, impressive
Rap is just one of my fetishes, a dragon that's pregnant
Young lyin' on they records (Whoo)
Baby, if I say I got the cash, it's a sentence
This is drastically (Woah)
That's why I had to drop the tape just to gradually it
Why this lil' nigga rags if he got all the riches?
Shadow boxin' demons, diggin' ditches for all of lizards
When I'm with 'em
And they can't understand my (No)
Man, they can't understand my (Yeah)
Wish I had a intervention when I was stuck in the (Whoo)
Ten black deep, they just 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 remember
And tell the Kama Sutra, got the latest, let 'em in
I'm just a youngin' but I got the knowledge a veteran

Oh, my, 'nother young boy dead 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 on the top, say we too hubris
Tried to kick us out the block, I been on my new
Man, we if you ready or not
Man, I'm the squad, they got all the guap
We don't ever see you at the spot, 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 need a big in the party
The big table, the one in the (Yah!)
You know what it is
Tell Jordan I'm back in his city, no
get Azi on the phone with a loud pack
Nah, nah, nah, I the, I need the spaghetti from Olive Garden
the olive oil and the garilc
With the motherfucking truffle fries with no cheese,
We rabid, what you thought it (Yah, ayy, yah!)
Ayy, yah