Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds Freestyle

Yeah,
It's you all been waiting for ain't it
Your entertainment
For me to get a hold of this
And go ahead it
I'm to paint a picture
You go ahead frame it
Since we gettin
On Jerry and Elaine shit
I flow far from
And if we talking cards I will fold him the poker
You and your whole crew are a deck of 54
So it's obvious ya'll gone steady be rollin some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm rolling with some
Like damn, could you get any broker?
I got my new girl so
Just save the embarrassment, don't even approach her
yourself, go buy a costume
I am stocks work, while you working stock rooms
Uh, and I was praying I would June,
But label applying pressure to make them pop tunes
So I keep it for peets sake
You fake rappers are cliche
And if you ain't dough when you meet Drake
be in your face,
Like "No a la ingls"
Soon as you hear it you it
They to be the one that I done left out the show with
But trust me I'm aware, and my car's right
Is this interior enough for ulterior motives?
Cause if you like it you should stick me
My money good, I neva had to flip a key
A lotta ice, a lotta cream like D
Might cut the and disapear like Mishy Me
But I'm tryna you on that trip with me
Slidin' through Henry like it's slippery
And yo ex man is a hater,
Probably he know I'm exactly what you wish he'd be
Yeah, that's the why he looking hard
Cause I done the Chips Ahoy out his cookie jar
He just mad cause his at the house
With her tounge out,
Like a Jordan rookie card
Let me address this, pardon me I fix
A subliminal lines caught me in the mix
I guess he that he could've been gotti in the flix
But at this I'm just poking a body with a stick
Now-a-days rapping is a hobby
And girls telling me I'm still as snobby
I them myself is who I am feeling probably
Just because I gotta buzz like a building
It ain't a that your ass finna skipp
I tried to sell weed, me cash for this zip
The way your girlfriend me up in the car
like she don't really need no gas for the trip
Millionaire shades, with the waves
I smirk at a nigga if he rockin braids
That just let's me know that we on the same page
And that out to every nigga except Trey
(Eyy) I'm outta here baby, they asked me the past years and how does it phase me
I wouldn't it back, nah not if you pay me
Mister, betcha expensive cause it's not a Fugazi
Spittin a crock pot of gravy
The is so nasty, how is it tasty?
And you can find him walking out of a Macy's
Forget it girl, they just how to replace me
Exit with a joke, these niggas some hope
You took the 'Ye beat and you put that in a joke
Well, I'm thinking I should out on this note
keep your two cents I ain't trynna leave you broke
Life of a Don, keep glowin'
Come up in the with that fresh shit on
crazy on my arm
And here's another hit barry