Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Freestyle

Aiyo, I these niggas don't like me
But I don't like of ya'll niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 cent, 9-9, doo wop
Volume 3, take it however the you wan' take it
Faggot ass (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock)

Yo, done shot that boy down like a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take fellas pellet
You never heard a motherfucker spit like this
Not even puff, and nigga there made crazy hits
few years a nigga come who crazy hot
I'm the next best since Biggie and Pac
Now I'm sayin this slow, so you don't miss it
be a statistic, my jewels from the district
Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get
Son I'm off the meter, my mind on crime
See I'm tired of all rappin niggas dyin to shine
And I'm tired of fiends askin for a for nine
Hearing next punch line from me, may sound strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I change
Yo the sale went stale, caught em bad
Fresh out the jail, shit is real
Niggas is still in jail, and I they don't tell
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta this
Niggas know, I ain't pressed for dough
And niggas know, I don't serve nobody I don't
Son said he was O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man brought em to me, see he really know b
That it was hot, was a cop
He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his
First I served him o.z.'s, then I him whole keys
Now we all co-de's, man I O.D.
You how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the heat
Po-Po walking to beat, we l's up in the jeep
nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
It's I can't believe it, damn it's over
Fed's ceased the six, the Lex' and the Range
Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota
Used to get high, now I'm never sober
380-6 shot top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, put one in your face
I ain't got nothing to lose, so stay in your place
Just bail, I ain't been on the run long
But it like a motherfuckin marathon