Luyện nghe bài hát Beats Keep Callin' (Freestyle)

PART 1 [Bad And Boujee

Whatever, whatever,
Mr. don't trust you I'm gon' bust you nigga
That pop, pop pop
Whatever, whatever,
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm shoot you) Whatever, whatever

This that your career's flow for real
ain't four-wheel, who ever poke headed
Came bone chilling, cold no feelings
Banging, dealing, Hov with no ceilings, Wayne
He said started out
Now I shoot guns heavy as the with the crown
Slaughterhouse my mind's two tons, heart is out like Q son
And you say greasy and made up like a piece of cheesesteak
And everything I say come natural and a of beauty like Alicia Key's face
How can I be in the streets, when I'm on even on my off day
I'm creative when beef, while you throw salt, I'm your baby mama and them new salt bae
[?] molotov through restuarant window
Mr. Hyde, Dr. Jekyll, Nickel Nine, Grimes
I'm silverster mind
I spark fours, that'll arch
have whoever acting hardcore
Doing parkour, dog Porter
Brought the dog for, recording thoughts for the art form
Taking me to your leader is like showing Chuck Norris the glass door is
While I'm just tryna outta jail
Last war I stay for it
Y'all can run while the gats
And if I miss your ass, then I you saved by the bell, like Zack Morris
I'm on bando time when I ride through
my time R.I.P. Bobby, Christie
Or Bobby, Whitney, flow K-Ci,
Like that Tech N9ne go KC,
I don't stand my ground, I just niggas
Simple you against me you ain't ridin' me
Bitch not only do I and tell, I'm Orlando Brown when I describe them titties
I'm the rubberband man, but I do more than bands
Fuck sipping 40 ounces, I'm out here, fucking hoes like 40 oz Van
Nigga I'm Pusha T doing numbers, getting silent money, I'll retire from it, I don't dress loud, I throw the flyness on it
Let the talk and Desiigner mumble like Donald Trump
Throwing hitting everybody and they auntie up
Trying to find someone to come for me 'fore I fuck the whole entire country up
I'm the first one gunnin, one running
To enlightened for a (woo)
Any rapper that want it, I'm back, one
'em to a scrap (woo)
I narrow down the Farrakhan way
You can find me the crime wave
I'm Schwarzenegger, you Sarah Conner and your favorite acting Eric Andre