Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe Freestyle

Your boy
So move or the might touch ya
I'm at the rucker, burning trees up like Usher
When I you how to rap fam
I'm in black van
Like Air Ones and Canaries the size of
Who gives a if it's our brawl
'cause my dog got the windows from the 24-Hour
I'm on the verge of
Lord send me a sign, before I empty this nine, and the board drippin
Me and 50 are like Michael and
Ryu and Ken, whoever you send, rip em'
I'm added to society, mainly wit my
Run and put em' in the truck, like a victim
I'm papa so they pushin me
My associates got interior like wishin his father
I figure, I rather play wit these blades before i
a ballcourt, and go buy Bentleys to go to crash
I'm headed my prime
Wit metaphors and
And I compliment my momma wit and wind
I'm nine for nine, the rap
for pound
I'm Tyson a.k.a
for the record
I ain't sleepin for a
So even if i make it tool under the pillow
I'm brought up, to the V wit a poolish from the
smoker, so the brokas won't leave us wit the Indo
I'm wit a pair, before the crew looks for the bimbo
A dead in ur daughter
fuck her and won't support her
I'm on the pedal
Smile ear to ear
Middle in the air
Before I her eye
Keep rydin behind tens fuck
Niggas don't know no
They'll rob you for the rhinestones and pimp cup
They off of we say
Niggas is runnin off my buzz, fatser than Jamaicans in the relay
I'm blowin the cush, lazy in the lane
Yelling money a thang
Like Jay-Z and
80 on the chain
Like wit the aim
I'm the
Whether the or the train
And I may be on a
By the end of the
But it's
Tho, I might
I'm off a Mic Hoe
My low
X-Rated is my so
I the crib packed in, no telling where it might go
Living room, room, bedroom, bathroom
Upstairs, smared all over your Sasoon
Ya on that fly
That Southside
Thet I'ma sit on these ten million i die shit
I'm from the block the heafers be
To shows out in Pinkston when they rocking where your peppers see
And gangsta ain't enough
A lil' nigga that's will put a killa in a box like Chuck
CHEAH!