Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Symphony (Freestyle)

Aiyo, I know these niggas like me
But I like none of ya'll niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 Cent, 9-9, doo wop
Volume 3, take it the fuck you wan' take it
Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show these how to rock)

Yo, they done that boy down like a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take fellas pellet
You ain't heard a motherfucker spit like this
Not even puff, and that nigga there made crazy
Every few years a come who crazy hot
I'm the next best since Biggie and Pac
Now I'm sayin this shit slow, so you don't it
Don't be a statistic, my jewels the district
Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get
Son I'm off the meter, my locked on crime
See I'm tired of all these rappin niggas dyin to
And I'm tired of askin for a dime for nine
Hearing this next line from me, may sound strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I change
Yo the sale stale, caught em real bad
Fresh out the jail, shit is really
Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they tell
20-man inditement, my lawyer fight this
Niggas know, I ain't never pressed for
And niggas know, I don't serve I don't know
Son said he was O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man em to me, see he ain't really know b
it was hot, dude was a cop
He was just 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 how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the heat
Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin l's up in the
nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
It's over I can't believe it, it's over
Fed's ceased the six, the and the Range Rover
Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota
Used to get high, now I'm never sober
380-6 shot glock top
Keep it in my waist son, put one in your face
I ain't got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your
Just jumped bail, I ain't been on the run
But it feel like a marathon