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 hold of beat
And go claim it
I'm to paint a picture
You go ahead frame it
Since we gettin
On Jerry and Elaine shit
I flow far mediocre
And if we talking I will fold him with the poker
You and your crew are like a deck of 54
So it's obvious ya'll steady be rollin with some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm rolling some brokers
damn, could you niggas get any broker?
I got my new girl so
Just yourself the embarrassment, don't even approach her
yourself, go buy a costume
I am making stocks work, while you stock rooms
Uh, and I was praying I would June,
But label reps applying to make them pop tunes
So I keep it rocking for sake
You gangsta rappers are cliche
And if you ain't talking when you meet 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 this interior for your ulterior motives?
Cause if you it you should stick with me
My money good, I ain't had to flip a key
A lotta ice, a lotta like Dickey D
cut the phone and disapear like Mishy Me
But I'm tryna you on that trip with me
through Henry Bendale like it's slippery
And yo ex man is a hater,
Probably cause he know I'm exactly you wish he'd be
Yeah, the reason why he looking hard
Cause I done snatched the Ahoy out his cookie jar
He just mad 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 gotti in the
But at this point I'm just poking a body a stick
Now-a-days is a children's hobby
And girls keep telling me I'm still as
I tell myself is who I am feeling probably
Just because I gotta buzz a building lobby
It ain't a song that your ass skipp
I tried to sell weed, give me for this zip
The way girlfriend pump me up in the car
Seem like she don't need no gas for the trip
Millionaire shades, fade the waves
I smirk at a nigga if he rockin braids
That just let's me that we ain't on the same page
And that goes out to every nigga Trey
(Eyy) I'm outta here baby, they asked me about the past years and how does it me
I take it back, nah not if you pay me
Mister, betcha that's expensive it's not a Fugazi
a crock 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, just thinking how to replace me
Exit with a joke, leave these some hope
You took the 'Ye and you put that shit in a joke
Well, I'm thinking I should leave out on note
Nigga keep two cents I ain't trynna leave you broke
Life of a Don, lights keep
Come up in the with that fresh shit on
crazy on my arm
And another hit barry bonds