Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Symphony (Freestyle)

Aiyo, I know these niggas like me
But I don't none 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, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the
Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that 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 thing 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 locked on
See I'm tired of all these rappin niggas dyin to
And I'm tired of fiends askin for a for nine
Hearing this next punch line from me, may strange
You sit your ass down, before I make change
Yo the went stale, caught em real bad
out the jail, shit is really real
Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they don't
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight
Niggas know, I ain't 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 ain't really 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, then I served him 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 I can't believe it, damn it's over
Fed's ceased the six, the and the Range Rover
Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota
Used to never get high, now I'm never
380-6 shot glock top
it in my waist son, I'll put one in your face
I got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your place
Just bail, I ain't been on the run long
But it feel a mathafuckin' marathon