Luyện nghe bài hát Beats Keep Callin' (Freestyle)

PART 1 And Boujee Remix]

Whatever, whatever,
Mr. Porter don't trust you I'm gon' bust you
thang pop, pop pop
Whatever, whatever,
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gonna you) Whatever, whatever

This that your career's over flow for
ain't four-wheel, who ever poke headed
Came bone chilling, cold no feelings
Banging, dope dealing, Hov with no ceilings,
He said out light
Now I shoot heavy as the head with the crown
my mind's two tons, heart is out like John Q son
And everything you say greasy and made up a piece of cheesesteak
And everything I say natural and a thing of beauty like Alicia Key's face
How can I be hated in the streets, when I'm on on my off day
I'm creative it's beef, while you throw salt, I'm your baby mama and them new salt bae
[?] molotov through your window
Mr. Hyde, Dr. Jekyll, Nickel Nine, Ricky
I'm silverster bender
I spark fours, arch floors
That'll whoever acting hardcore
Doing parkour, I'ma dog
Brought the dog for, harsh thoughts for the art form
Taking me to your leader is like Chuck Norris where the glass door is
While I'm just stay outta jail
Last war I strapped for it
can run while the gats blowing
And if I your ass, then I guess you saved by the bell, like Zack Morris
I'm on time when I ride through cities
Before my time R.I.P. Bobby,
Or Bobby, Whitney, K-Ci, JoJo
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 kiss and tell, I'm Orlando Brown when I them titties
I'm the rubberband man, but I do more than count
Fuck sipping 40 ounces, I'm sober out here, fucking like 40 oz Van
Nigga I'm Pusha T doing quiet numbers, getting silent money, I'll retire from it, I don't dress loud, I the flyness on it
Let the labels talk and mumble like Donald Trump
Throwing money hitting everybody and they up
Trying to find someone to come perform for me 'fore I fuck the whole country up
I'm the first one gunnin, one running
To enlightened for a (woo)
Any that want it, I'm back, one hundred
Invite 'em to a (woo)
I down shit the Farrakhan way
You can find me the crime wave
I'm Schwarzenegger, you Sarah Conner and your favorite acting Eric Andre