Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Symphony (Freestyle)

Aiyo, I know these niggas don't 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
Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show 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 made crazy hits
Every few a nigga come who crazy hot
I'm the next best since Biggie and Pac
Now I'm sayin shit slow, so you don't miss it
be a statistic, my jewels from the district
Stay with my biscuit, touch and get twisted
Son I'm off the meter, my locked on crime
See I'm tired of all these niggas dyin to shine
And I'm tired of fiends askin for a for nine
Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound
You sit your ass down, before I make change
Yo the sale went stale, caught em bad
Fresh out the jail, is really real
Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they don't
20-man inditement, my gotta fight this
know, I ain't never pressed for dough
And niggas know, I don't nobody I don't know
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 tryin to pop, to put the new beams 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 know how it is on the street, niggas is the heat
Po-Po to beat, we burnin l's up in the jeep
Ain't nothing sweet, we to move so strategic
It's over I can't it, damn it's over
Fed's the six, the Lex' and the Range Rover
Now a nigga in a Toyota Corolla
Used to never get high, now I'm sober
shot glock top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, I'll put one in your
I ain't got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in place
Just jumped bail, I been on the run long
But it feel a mathafuckin' marathon