Luyện nghe bài hát Barz for Dayz

Lick it, it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. x4

Haha, Yo you see they probably wonder why I dont
Cuz this cats to get there own style
the phone dial
I go miles, im sprinting on the beat
you get lifted of yo
when yo up my trees
Quit givin me a
i really tryna this
see these lyrics
im tryna run
We games in this jungle, Jumanji
With bomb tree, hidden under all my dirty
Call me an arm free fucking
Im words in your mind
so you in love the sound
They my place
tryna this food in my face
so they force it down my
til im use to the
Now to your place
Cuz im out on top
fresh kicks on my
you sititn in some socks
Cops get me lock
Catch me with shenanigans
But ill just handle them and them in the ambulance
They want to know my hands is in
Scare me
Get back bitch i aint share my plate
Whats good fam, i love money, i marry cake.
Get a rich like Ashley and Mary Kate.
And i aint talking one of them
Im getting
I grab and get a lo
And then take their money and coats
I blow trees, so my mouth is filled with smoke
You coke
Singing but you hit a note
that shit you wrote isnt set to carry a crowd
Im anywhere that im out
Im this pound
With my people like a how high
Told my people need to air out the
So beware of my
Spittin venom, out the cerebellum
with these on my feet,
See i you i was gellin
You felon
you in a penny
i put a hole in your belly like you oprah or

Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, it, Roll Anotha. x4

I sport a long white tee, fitted cap, pants.
If you see me be to slap my hand
people do it for the love
Some peiple do it cuz can
But me, Im tryna be like Bag a Vance
Some rap make you think
While other shit will you dance
So i bump what is in the system
Tryin to make plans
I just want to see whats for the night time
IF nothings hype, Ima head up to crib and write
Age like white wine, by the second,
why i never put punctuation on a sentence
Cuz the song on, here a dope song
If say i wasnt for real, then you was told wrong
See you aint on, we on
You bright, Im
Im smoking up the till the tree gone

My is up and down like a sew saw
So i stay a Bitch like Leon...Phelps