Luyện nghe bài hát Duppy Freestyle

I'm in
The nerve, the

So if you rebuke me for working with someone else on a of Vs
What do you really think of the nigga that's making beats?
done things for him I thought that he never would need
Father had to stretch his out and get it from me
I pop style for 30 hours, let him repeat
Now, you popping up the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by putting pen to the sheets
Tired of quiet, and helping my enemies eat
Keep getting checks
They that my head overheats
Don't know why the fuck you listen to Denim or Steve
Must've had your Infrared wrong, now your head in the
Y'all are the spitting image of whatever breeds
push me when I'm in album mode
You not top 5 as far as your label talent goes
You shots, well, I got to challenge those
But I bring to the Alamo
I could never have a Virgil in my circle and him back 'cause he makes me nervous
I wanna see my flourish to their higher purpose
You leeches and serpents
I think it's that now the teachers are learning, yeah
Your brother said, it was your cousin him, then you
So, you don't rap you did, you just rap what you knew
Don't be ashamed, it's plenty niggas do what you do
There's no malice in heart, you're an approachable dude
Man, you might've to college kids for Nike Mercedes
But you act like you sold drugs for in the '80s
I had a microphone of yours, but then the signature
I think that pretty much resembles what's been happening
Please believe your demise be televised, yeah
And as for Q, man, I changed his life a times
Nigga was at Kroger double time
acting like he made the boy when I was trying to help the guy
Yeah, who gassed you to play me?
Man, you made shit as easy as ABCs
Whoever supposedly making me hits, but then got no hits like they need me
My did it, my lyrics did it, my spirit did it
I'm fearless with it,
I shouldn't have given you none of my time
you older than the nigga you running behind
Look, holla at me when you
I told you keep playing my name and I'ma let it ring on you
Like Williams
I'm too resilient, get out feelings
It's be a cruel summer for you
I Weezy and Baby