Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Freestyle

Aiyo, I know 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 fuck you wan' it
ass niggas (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock)

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