Luyện nghe bài hát Beats Keep Callin' (Freestyle)

PART 1 [Bad And Boujee

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

This that your career's flow for real
This ain't four-wheel, who ever poke
Came chilling, cold with no feelings
Banging, dope dealing, Hov with no ceilings,
He said started out
Now I shoot guns heavy as the head the crown
Slaughterhouse my two tons, heart is out like John Q son
And everything you say greasy and up like 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, 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 your restuarant
Mr. Hyde, Dr. Jekyll, Nickel Nine, Ricky
I'm silverster bender
I spark fours, arch floors
That'll have whoever acting
parkour, I'ma dog Porter
Brought the dog for, recording thoughts for the art form
Taking me to your leader is like showing Chuck Norris where the door is
While I'm just tryna stay outta
Last war I strapped for it
Y'all can run while the blowing
And if I miss your ass, then I guess you saved by the bell, like Morris
I'm on bando when I ride through cities
Before my time R.I.P. Bobby,
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 kiss and tell, I'm Orlando when I describe them titties
I'm the man, but I do more than count bands
sipping 40 ounces, I'm sober out here, fucking hoes like 40 oz Van
Nigga I'm Pusha T doing quiet numbers, getting money, I'll retire from it, I don't dress loud, I throw the flyness on it
Let the labels talk and Desiigner mumble like Donald
money hitting everybody and they auntie up
Trying to someone to come perform for me 'fore I fuck the whole entire country up
I'm the first one gunnin, last one
To enlightened for a (woo)
Any rapper that it, I'm back, one hundred
Invite 'em to a (woo)
I narrow shit the Farrakhan way
You can find me the crime wave
I'm Schwarzenegger, you Sarah and your favorite rapper acting Eric Andre