Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds Freestyle

Yeah,
It's what you all been waiting for it
Your entertainment
For me to get a of this beat
And go ahead it
I'm to paint a picture
You go ahead frame it
Since we Seinfeld
On Jerry and Elaine shit
I far from mediocre
And if we talking cards I will fold him the poker
You and your whole crew are a deck of 54
So it's obvious ya'll gone be rollin with some jokers
Uh, and me, I'm rolling with brokers
Like damn, you niggas 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 working stock
Uh, and I was praying I would June,
But reps applying pressure to make them pop tunes
So I keep it rocking for sake
You gangsta rappers are cliche
And if you ain't talking dough when you meet
be in your face,
Like "No a la ingls"
as you hear it you quote it
They tryin to be the one that I done left out the with
But trust me I'm aware, and my right there
Is this interior enough for your ulterior
Cause if you it you should stick with me
My good, I ain't neva had to flip a key
A lotta ice, a cream like Dickey D
Might cut the and disapear like Mishy Me
But I'm tryna have you on trip with me
Slidin' Henry 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 Ahoy out his cookie 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 lines caught me in the mix
I guess he that 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 children's
And girls telling me I'm still as snobby
I tell them myself is who I am feeling
Just because I gotta buzz like a lobby
It a song 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 really no gas for the trip
shades, fade with the waves
I smirk at a nigga if he still rockin
That just let's me that 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 expensive cause it's not a Fugazi
Spittin a crock pot of 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 how to replace me
Exit with a joke, leave these niggas some
You the 'Ye beat and you put that shit in a joke
Well, I'm thinking I leave out on this note
Nigga keep your two cents I ain't leave you broke
Life of a Don, keep glowin'
Come up in the club with that fresh on
Something on my arm
And another hit barry bonds