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, it however the fuck you wan' take it
Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show niggas how to rock)

Yo, they done shot that boy down a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man fuck that, em over take that fellas pellet
You ain't never heard a spit like this
Not puff, and that nigga there made crazy hits
Every few years a nigga come who hot
I'm the best thing 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 my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted
Son I'm off the meter, my locked on crime
See I'm of all these rappin niggas dyin to shine
And I'm tired of fiends for a dime for nine
Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound
You sit your ass down, before I make change
Yo the went stale, caught em real bad
Fresh out the jail, is really real
is still in jail, and I pray they don't tell
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight
Niggas know, I ain't never for dough
And niggas know, I don't serve 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 just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his
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, is holdin the heat
walking to beat, we burnin l's up in the jeep
Ain't sweet, we used to move so strategic
It's over I believe it, damn it's over
Fed's ceased the six, the Lex' and the Range
Now a nigga in a Toyota Corolla
Used to never get high, now I'm never
380-6 glock top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, I'll put one in your
I got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your place
Just jumped bail, I been on the run long
But it like a mathafuckin' marathon