Luyện nghe bài hát A Calabasas Freestyle

This iconic shit, go

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

Oh, my, young black 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 bought 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 with the squad, they got all the
We don't see you at the spot, they just talk a lot

Ooh, (Ooh, yuh)
They just to talk 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 already know it is
Tell I'm back in his city, no games
get Azi on the phone with a loud pack
Nah, nah, nah, I the, I need the spaghetti from Olive Garden
With the oil and the garilc
With the motherfucking truffle with no cheese, nigga
We rabid, you thought it was? (Yah, ayy, yah!)
Ayy, yah