Luyện nghe bài hát Antifreeze

I'm like the baddest rapper Ever ever? Ever!
I always it like I stood next to Uncle Fester
Swisher house professor taught y'all how to be
Used to Run a like Rev and Diggy and Vanessa
Yes I got a stretcher that's for Not in my position they ain't got a pot to piss in
You can call it they stay broke like it's tradition
Fly the hood (man you must think you) Blake Griffin
Finger I got riching
My mother say she it
She a million it took a year til I discovered it
I my money out and I almost shut down the government
I threw it in the tub and let my chick rubber dubbing it
The passcode on my bank is Catch Me If You Can
I know they gay just like they with the clan
Don't throw a rock and later say that you my fan
Remove the mic right now so it don't and beat you with this stand
Your girl be calling me everytime she grab a phone
I never hear 'em all her be rather long
These losers copying too and you can't say I'm wrong
Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching
A sign that's on my door say no man but me allowed
see your woman drying off in here without a towel
Don't get just cause the twitter picture got a smile
Get on 4 square post you at and I'll come show up now
After I you down, twitpic and retweet this clown
I bet in all these talkers ain't gon' leak a sound
I travel everywhere how come your boys don't be
trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in lost and found
Rap game's a female chat and all do is disrespectful her
Can't really say you fresh cause all of y'all is whack for
A few it's maybe two yeah most of is pop as Ke$ha
I wanna grab a bottle and turn your tap to ketchup
I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave done taught a
See me 2012 and you fresh as when I met ya
I'm in my robe and slippers walking round like I'm Hugh
I'm in red your girl is black, jump on her like a checker King me

Cooler antifreeze dammit these rappers be
The baddest thing since King had a dream
then antifreeze dammit these rappers be
The baddest thing happening since King had a

Maino hard, better pray to god
I swear to god, lames play they part
going down, I run this town
I'm here now, get it
Black flag. tee, shooters in a black truck
on, getting money, haters on my right nut
Left arm automa bezzle look falling stars
Fifty Calico, niggas better call on God
I'm the one they fear reason why running scared
Do it Mob style, bullet right his head
I declare I'm the king of County
up nigga why these haters can't down me
Look around I the town these other niggas clowns see
Go ahead let him talk slick I bet I make his mouth
Homie we strong, these rap niggas
They cuddle the same bitches I pee on
getters getting bread in rainy weather
My girl savetta and it go panamera
I'm a don bitch miss me that nonsense
.44 holster underneath my
Fuck nigga the reason to niggas
My last homie snaked me that's why I don't trust
Straight to the devil is I took them
what you heard I run Brooklyn

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Can't too much cream veiw me on your movie screen
Got the sweater, got the hat, sneaker, and the jeans
Sicker than I to be, time to get them used to Queens
Flawless bitches usually turn them all into fiens
Mamy I'm the coolest PYT's to cougars
The remorse they can D-I-E from rugers
Nigga say to Judahs, genius how I do this
Cleanest pictures standing out of Beemers the blue wrist
Shorty my name low till my name, tell honey my angle
I'm and she taking off her leggings on the table
Pussy popping on the Skyp, on the phone
I'm a fuck her with my freestyle going off the
I got her smoking weed now, glowing off patron
Kush cologne, weirdo when I my poem, cripple chrome
In my Queens, Manhattan, Staten Island, Bronx, and zone
And my meaner packing, staking, bitch go get your own