Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Freestyle

Aiyo, I know these niggas don't me
But I don't like none of niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 cent, 9-9, doo wop
Volume 3, take it however the fuck you take it
Faggot ass (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock)

Yo, they done shot boy down like a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man that, roll em over take that fellas pellet
You ain't never heard a spit like this
Not even puff, and that nigga there made hits
Every few years a come who crazy hot
I'm the next thing since Biggie and Pac
Now I'm sayin this slow, so you don't miss it
Don't be a statistic, my jewels the district
Stay my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted
Son I'm off the meter, my mind locked on
See I'm tired of all these rappin dyin to shine
And I'm tired of fiends askin for a for nine
Hearing this next punch line from me, may strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I change
Yo the sale went stale, em real bad
Fresh out the jail, is really real
Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they don't
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight
Niggas know, I never pressed for dough
And niggas know, I don't nobody I don't know
Son he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man em to me, see he ain't really know b
That it was hot, was a cop
He was just tryin to pop, to put the new on his drop
I served him o.z.'s, then I served 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
walking to beat, we burnin l's up in the jeep
Ain't nothing sweet, we used to move so
It's over I can't it, damn it's over
ceased the six, the Lex' and the Range Rover
Now a nigga in a Toyota Corolla
to never get high, now I'm never sober
380-6 glock top load-up
Keep it in my son, I'll put one in your face
I ain't got nothing to lose, nigga so in your place
jumped bail, I ain't been on the run long
But it feel like a marathon