Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds Freestyle

Yeah,
It's you all been waiting for ain't it
weekly entertainment
For me to get a hold of beat
And go ahead it
I'm bout to a picture
You niggas go frame it
Since we gettin
On some Jerry and Elaine
I far from mediocre
And if we talking cards I will fold him the poker
You and your whole crew are like a of 54
So it's obvious gone steady be rollin with some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm rolling with brokers
Like damn, could you get any broker?
I got my new so content
Just save the embarrassment, don't even approach her
yourself, go buy a costume
I am making work, while you working stock rooms
Uh, and I was praying I drop June,
But reps applying pressure to make them pop tunes
So I keep it rocking for sake
You fake gangsta are cliche
And if you talking dough when you meet Drake
I'll be in face,
"No speak 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 stick with me
My good, I ain't neva had to flip a key
A ice, a lotta cream like Dickey D
Might cut the phone and disapear Mishy Me
But I'm tryna you on that trip with me
Slidin' through Bendale 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
Cause I done snatched the Chips Ahoy out his jar
He just mad cause his girl at the
With her tounge out,
Like a Michael rookie card
Let me this, pardon me while I fix
A couple subliminal caught me in the mix
I guess he thought that he been gotti in the flix
But at this point I'm poking a body with a stick
Now-a-days rapping is a children's
And girls keep telling me I'm as snobby
I tell them myself is who I am probably
Just because I gotta buzz like a lobby
It ain't a song that your ass skipp
I tried to sell weed, me cash for this zip
The way your girlfriend 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 rockin braids
That just let's me know we ain't on the same page
And that goes out to every nigga Trey
(Eyy) I'm here baby, they asked me about the past years and how does it phase me
I take it back, nah not if you pay me
Mister, betcha that's cause it's not a Fugazi
Spittin a pot of bottomless gravy
The shit is so nasty, how is it
And you can find him walking out of a Macy's
Forget it girl, they just thinking how to 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 leave out on this note
Nigga keep your two cents I ain't trynna you broke
Life of a Don, lights glowin'
Come up in the club with that fresh on
crazy on my arm
And here's another hit barry