Luyện nghe bài hát F***-a-Freestyle

Ya know me fuck a
hit papi on speed dial
Network busy, while I'm quick to hit
Weed child, niggas know I'm in the P now
Any case no prob, Im'ma trial
Bipolar, I can play
up, they sit down, they sit down, stand up, go on the stand all white right hand up
Start to studder like da-da-dadaman, Damn Cam how you get ice in a
How you get motherloads from the motherland?
Creep through ya window, something like
Hit the elevator to the top floor
No, no movie what I need for?
Girl suck dick 'til the get lockjaw
Try and break in, two in the sock draw
Vacations, beaches, villas but I'm from the zoo so I eat with
Niggas say they sick but believe we the
For the juice high bb and the quillets baby (?)
Talkin' bout scrilla
But don't forget crazy
See I'm gravy at the
Rover navy is the
80 in the range
Right hand in the with me
Peanut butter ass nigga, damn
Problem, take it up
Powder in my face, no I make it up
But I do it up, unwrapped, tapped, cut
it up, break it down some say break it up
Bottle it, distribute it, hand and hand take ya
Sick accountant money, all I get is cuts
The Government, still buggin' it
Gettin' big M's uh-huh, I'm it
You see my crib in Florida, you say I'm on some sucka
Whoever don't like it, too bad a dick
No Homils, cold chills
No ski slope, but its coke
I'm the don in where I blow mills
You the .99 Cent store, no
battle me? You can be a casualty
Never been a snake, so you rattle me
Bring your whole or what
Individually, Harlem World, Lenox Ave, what it did to me
I mean, 20K when I say a 20
My nigga Brid will come with a 20 shot
He was there when I made the car bunny hop
Girl pull my zipper down, it's the slot
play us in the hood amongst haters
Gunplay, but Sunday I garden with my
And y'all horse
I'll be forced to cha
My Wife? The four door Porsche do her
Blow out, I don't know the score
But I will do you like the clothing
Talk slick and put a price tag on ya
And the put a nice bag on ya
Ya wife? I pulled the white Jag on her (Background, Uh-huh)
up on the dick, gag order
4-5 on me, watch the eyes
Ya chick is a jumpoff, she on me, (Background, Vado: Uh-huh)
Can't this cat like I got 9 lives on me, (Background, Vado: On Me)
9 is known to take lives only
, (Background, Uh/Only)
We the new rap gang
suede, and frames, Jeff Hame, jacks (jackets) that plain
Flyer than when they jacked that plane
Tell the keep hittin' me like a blackjack game, (Background, Vado: Huh!)
When I was new to the white, I knew if I ain't the nigga is hatin' I ain't doin' it right,
(Background, Word)
type,
She nice
, (Background, Yes)
Number two, red, white, strings
My lady the Mikes
That's I'm doin' tonight
Got her on, no bulb, I be screwing the light,
(Background, Haaaaaa!)
Shit strong, on
Goal is to die old and rich Don Carlo
fours up like the doors on a Gallardo
My man a scar though
He just like Marlo, (Background, Vado: Slime)
Big hugs before I slugs, (Background, Vado: Slugs)
Few singles, get your ass clapped like strip clubs, (Background, Clubs)
They breakdown much is what a brick does, (Background, Vado: Does)
No dough, boatloads the way we drugs, (Background, Vado: Drugs)
huggin' it like fresh
Did packs for dealers and trips for connects
No father, still stratgize while chess
Ask me if I'm nicer y'all, I say yes, (Background, Vado: Yes!)
Send you ya mans vest with fishes
No Beatz, it's me bitches!