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, know I'm good in the P now
Any case no prob, Im'ma beat
Bipolar, I can play
Stand up, they sit down, they sit down, stand up, go on the stand all white hand up
Start to like da-da-dadaman, Damn Cam how you get ice in a rubberband?
How you get motherloads staight from the
Creep through ya window, like Bruvamen
Hit the come to the top floor
No, no movie what I need prop
Girl suck dick 'til the bitch get
Try and break in, two nines in the sock
Vacations, beaches, villas but I'm from the zoo so I eat gorillas
Niggas say sick but believe we the illest
For the juice time high bb and the quillets (?)
Talkin' bout maybe
But don't forget crazy
See I'm gravy at the
Rover navy is the
Buck 80 in the
Right hand in the with me
Peanut butter ass nigga, Skippy
Problem, take it up
Powder in my face, no I don't it up
But I do it up, unwrapped, tapped, cut
Cook it up, break it down say break it up
Bottle it, distribute it, hand and hand take ya
accountant money, all I get is paper 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 shit
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
Wanna me? You can be a casualty
Never been a snake, so you rattle me
Bring whole crew or what
Individually, Harlem World, Ave, Look what it did to me
I mean, 20K when I say a 20
My nigga Brid will through with a 20 shot
He was there when I made the car bunny hop
Girl pull my down, it's the money slot
Can't play us in the hood amongst
Gunplay, but I garden with my neighbors
And horse manure
I'll be forced to cha
My Wife? The four door Porsche do her
Blow out, I don't even know the
But I will do you like the store
Talk and I'll put a price tag on ya
And the put a nice bag on ya
Ya wife? I pulled the Jag on her (Background, Vado: Uh-huh)
up on the dick, gag order
4-5 on me, watch the eyes
Ya chick is a jumpoff, she skydive on me, (Background, Uh-huh)
Can't touch this cat like I got 9 on me, (Background, Vado: On Me)
This 9 is to take lives only
, (Background, Uh/Only)
We the new rap pack
suede, and frames, Jeff Hame, jacks (jackets) that plain
Flyer than 9-11 when they jacked that
Tell the dealer keep hittin' me like a game, (Background, Vado: Huh!)
When I was new to the white, I knew if I ain't the nigga niggas is hatin' I ain't it right,
(Background, Word)
type,
She nice
, (Background, Yes)
two, red, white, black strings
My lady the Mikes
That's what I'm doin'
Got her turnt on, no bulb, I be the light,
(Background, Haaaaaa!)
Shit strong, on
is to die old and rich like Don Carlo
Lift up like the doors on a Gallardo
My man caught a scar
He wear like Marlo, (Background, Vado: Slime)
Big hugs before I send slugs, (Background, Slugs)
Few singles, get your ass clapped strip clubs, (Background, Vado: Clubs)
They much more is what a brick does, (Background, Vado: Does)
No dough, the way we ship drugs, (Background, Vado: Drugs)
Raise huggin' it fresh
Did packs for and made trips for connects
No father, still stratgize while chess
Ask me if I'm nicer y'all, I say yes, (Background, Vado: Yes!)
you ya mans vest with three fishes
No Beatz, it's me bitches!