Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds Freestyle

Yeah,
It's what you all been waiting for it
weekly entertainment
For me to get a hold of beat
And go ahead it
I'm to paint a picture
You go ahead frame it
Since we gettin
On Jerry and Elaine shit
I far from mediocre
And if we talking cards I fold him with the poker
You and your crew are like a deck of 54
So it's ya'll gone steady be rollin with some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm rolling some brokers
Like damn, could you get any broker?
I got my new girl so
Just save yourself the embarrassment, don't approach her
yourself, go buy a costume
I am making stocks work, while you stock rooms
Uh, and I was praying I drop June,
But label applying pressure to make them pop tunes
So I keep it rocking for sake
You fake rappers are cliche
And if you ain't talking dough when you Drake
I'll be in face,
"No speak a la ingls"
Soon as you hear it you it
They tryin to be the one that I done left out the show
But trust me I'm aware, and my car's right
Is this interior enough for your ulterior
Cause if you like it you should stick me
My good, I ain't neva had to flip a key
A lotta ice, a lotta cream like D
Might cut the phone and disapear like Me
But I'm tryna you on that trip with me
Slidin' through Henry Bendale it's slippery
And yo ex man is a hater,
Probably cause he know I'm exactly what you he'd be
Yeah, that's the reason why he hard
Cause I done the Chips Ahoy out his cookie jar
He mad cause his girl at the house
her tounge stickin' out,
Like a Michael Jordan rookie
Let me this, pardon me while I fix
A couple lines caught me in the mix
I guess he thought he could've been gotti in the flix
But at this point I'm just a body with a stick
Now-a-days rapping is a hobby
And girls telling me I'm still as snobby
I tell them is who I am feeling probably
Just because I gotta buzz a building lobby
It ain't a song that your ass finna
I to sell weed, give me cash for this zip
The way your girlfriend me up in the car
Seem she don't really need 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 ain't on the page
And that goes out to every except Trey
(Eyy) I'm outta here baby, they asked me about the past and how does it phase me
I take it back, nah not if you pay me
Mister, betcha expensive cause it's not a Fugazi
a crock pot of bottomless gravy
The shit is so nasty, how is it
And you can probably him walking out of a Macy's
Forget it girl, they just thinking how to me
with a joke, leave these niggas some hope
You took the 'Ye beat and you put shit in a joke
Well, I'm thinking I should leave out on note
keep your two cents I ain't trynna leave you broke
Life of a Don, keep glowin'
Come up in the club with that shit on
Something on my arm
And here's hit barry bonds