Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds Freestyle

Yeah,
It's what you all waiting for ain't it
weekly entertainment
For me to get a of this beat
And go ahead it
I'm to paint a picture
You niggas go ahead it
Since we Seinfeld
On some and Elaine shit
I flow far from
And if we talking cards I fold him with the poker
You and your crew are like a deck of 54
So obvious ya'll gone steady be rollin with some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm with some brokers
Like damn, could you niggas get any
I got my new so content
save yourself the embarrassment, don't even approach her
Disguise yourself, go buy a
I am making stocks work, you working stock rooms
Uh, and I was praying I drop June,
But label reps applying pressure to make pop tunes
So I it rocking for peets sake
You fake gangsta rappers are
And if you ain't talking dough when you Drake
be in your face,
Like "No a la ingls"
Soon as you it you quote it
They tryin to be the one that I done left out the with
But me I'm aware, and my car's right there
Is interior enough for your ulterior motives?
Cause if you like it you should with me
My money good, I ain't had to flip a key
A lotta ice, a cream like Dickey D
Might cut the phone and like Mishy Me
But I'm tryna you on that trip with me
Slidin' through Henry Bendale like it's
And yo ex man is a hater,
cause he know I'm exactly what you wish he'd be
Yeah, that's the reason why he hard
Cause I done snatched the Chips out his cookie jar
He mad cause his girl at the house
With her tounge out,
Like a Michael Jordan rookie
Let me address this, pardon me I fix
A couple subliminal lines me in the mix
I guess he thought that he could've been in the flix
But at this I'm just poking a body with a stick
rapping is a children's hobby
And girls keep telling me I'm as snobby
I them myself is who I am feeling probably
Just because I buzz like a building lobby
It ain't a that your ass finna skipp
I to sell weed, give me cash for this zip
The way your pump me up in the car
Seem like she don't really no gas for the trip
Millionaire shades, fade with the
I smirk at a nigga if he still braids
That just let's me know that we on the same page
And that goes out to nigga except Trey
(Eyy) I'm outta baby, they asked me about the past years and how does it phase me
I wouldn't it back, nah not if you pay me
Mister, betcha that's expensive cause not a Fugazi
Spittin a pot of bottomless gravy
The shit is so nasty, how is it
And you can probably find him walking out of a
Forget it girl, they thinking how to replace me
with a joke, leave these niggas some hope
You took the 'Ye and you put that shit in a joke
Well, I'm I should leave out on this note
Nigga keep your two cents I trynna leave you broke
Life of a Don, lights glowin'
Come up in the with that fresh shit on
crazy on my arm
And here's another hit bonds