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 claim it
I'm bout to paint a
You niggas go frame it
Since we gettin
On some and Elaine shit
I flow far mediocre
And if we talking cards I will fold him the poker
You and your whole are like a deck of 54
So it's obvious ya'll gone be rollin with some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm rolling some brokers
Like damn, could you niggas get any
I got my new girl so
Just save yourself the embarrassment, even approach her
Disguise yourself, go buy a
I am making stocks work, while you working stock
Uh, and I was I would drop June,
But reps applying pressure to make them pop tunes
So I keep it rocking for sake
You fake gangsta rappers are
And if you ain't talking dough you meet Drake
I'll be in face,
Like "No a la ingls"
Soon as you it you quote 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 your motives?
Cause if you like it you stick with me
My money good, I ain't had to flip a key
A lotta ice, a lotta cream Dickey D
Might cut the and disapear like 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,
Probably cause he know I'm what you wish he'd be
Yeah, that's the reason why he looking
Cause I done snatched the Ahoy out his cookie jar
He just mad cause his girl at the
her tounge stickin' 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 he could've been gotti in the flix
But at this point I'm just a body with a stick
Now-a-days is a children's hobby
And girls keep telling me I'm still as
I tell them is who I am feeling probably
Just because I gotta buzz like a building
It ain't a that your ass finna 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 with the
I smirk at a nigga if he still braids
That just let's me know we ain't on the same page
And that out to every nigga 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 expensive cause it's not a Fugazi
Spittin a 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 thinking how to replace me
Exit with a joke, leave these niggas some
You took the 'Ye and you put that shit in a joke
Well, I'm thinking I leave out on this note
Nigga your two cents I ain't trynna leave you broke
Life of a Don, lights keep
Come up in the club with that shit on
crazy on my arm
And here's hit barry bonds