Luyện nghe bài hát Absolute Freestyle

You
My mind on gunplay
While y'all sleep like Jermaine on Sunday
The heat stay packed like the on Monday
Yes, I lick off the you gotta be there, (nine)
Push by the time you get off (five)
And I pump 8's till I reach break (twelve)
It's bout the that you get home (that's six)
That's the gist
That's the unofficial plan
Minus any traffic jams
Like my songs carrying the clubs Bagger Vance
Or getting' caught by them long
Like Mr. damn
But I can't fade like Fantastic Sams and off
I'm a better nigga man this is Edward Scissorhands with my against the wall
I'm a V12 6er I'm a 130-round clipper
As if I was Elton
But I never leave Chicago
Unless heavily cargo, my jeans argo
My stride is stiff see I as if
I don't a helpin' hand, uh
is this, never you see I is content
I'm slick I slde, I don't I ride
Don't flip I grind when the hits the fan
a line drive into the stands
The shoe fits the foot the mitt the hand
Misfits hollow tips ya man
Swallow nicks when dicks hit the like
Snoop in his wheelchair
But I'm from the Chi
And I flip
3 14-inch rims and they runnin' on the
that is, yes, F to the I (West Side) throw it up
Now back to the
Wasn't talking 'bout Snoop wheels there
I am with the Heroin
Salvatore on my feet
of charms 'round my neck
Skeleton on my arm
Gangsta, runnin the streets like
With 26 Ks now break it down I'm the leader of the pack
That's hard to believe if you fatiguin' in the
I'm back to the plan
I'm up front with the
They swallow birds Sylvester
It's the French Cooperstown collector
Yessuh my the shit
They shit of that shit

To sum it up I'm having a run
You a nice one
Peace!