Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds Freestyle

Yeah,
It's what you all been for ain't it
Your entertainment
For me to get a hold of beat
And go ahead it
I'm bout to paint a
You niggas go frame it
Since we Seinfeld
On some Jerry and Elaine
I flow far from
And if we talking cards I will fold him with the
You and your whole crew are like a of 54
So it's obvious ya'll gone steady be rollin with some
Uh, and me, I'm rolling with brokers
damn, could you niggas get any broker?
I got my new girl so
Just save yourself the embarrassment, don't even her
Disguise yourself, go buy a
I am making work, while you working stock rooms
Uh, and I was I would drop June,
But label reps applying pressure to make pop tunes
So I it rocking for peets sake
You fake rappers are cliche
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 I done left out the show with
But trust me I'm aware, and my car's right
Is interior enough for your ulterior motives?
Cause if you it you should stick with me
My money good, I neva had to flip a key
A ice, a lotta cream like Dickey D
cut the phone and disapear like Mishy Me
But I'm tryna have you on trip with me
Slidin' through Henry like it's slippery
And yo ex man is a hater,
cause he know I'm exactly what you wish he'd be
Yeah, that's the why he looking hard
I done snatched the Chips Ahoy out his cookie jar
He just mad cause his girl at the
With her tounge out,
Like a Michael Jordan rookie
Let me address this, me while 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 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 tell myself is who I am feeling probably
Just because I gotta buzz like a lobby
It ain't a song that your ass finna
I tried to weed, give me cash for this zip
The way your pump me up in the car
Seem like she really need no gas for the trip
shades, fade with the waves
I smirk at a nigga if he still braids
That just let's me that we ain't on the same page
And that goes out to every except Trey
(Eyy) I'm outta here baby, 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 it's not a Fugazi
Spittin a crock pot of bottomless
The is so nasty, how is it tasty?
And you can find him walking out of a Macy's
Forget it girl, just thinking how to replace me
Exit with a joke, leave these niggas some
You took the 'Ye beat and you put that shit in a
Well, I'm thinking I should leave out on this
Nigga your two cents I ain't trynna leave you broke
of a Don, lights keep glowin'
Come up in the with that fresh shit on
crazy on my arm
And here's another hit barry