Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Symphony (Freestyle)

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

Yo, they done that boy down like a dog in the street
him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that fellas pellet
You ain't never a motherfucker spit like this
Not even puff, and that nigga there crazy hits
Every few a nigga come who crazy hot
I'm the next best since Biggie and Pac
Now I'm this shit slow, so you don't miss it
Don't be a statistic, my jewels from the
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 from me, may sound strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, 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 they don't tell
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta this
Niggas know, I ain't pressed for dough
And niggas know, I serve nobody I don't know
Son he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man brought em to me, see he ain't know b
That it was hot, was a cop
He was tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
First I served him o.z.'s, then I him whole keys
Now we all co-de's, man I O.D.
You know how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the
Po-Po to beat, we burnin l's up in the jeep
nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
It's over I believe it, damn it's over
ceased the six, the Lex' and the Range Rover
Now a nigga rollin in a Corolla
Used to never get high, now I'm never
shot glock top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, put one in your face
I ain't got nothing to lose, nigga so in your place
Just jumped bail, I ain't been on the run
But it feel like a mathafuckin'