Luyện nghe bài hát F***-a-Freestyle

Ya know me a freestyle
Ratha hit papi on dial
busy, while I'm quick to hit redial
Weed child, know I'm good in the P now
Any case no prob, beat trial
Bipolar, I can play
Stand up, they sit down, sit down, stand up, go on the stand all white right hand up
Start to studder like da-da-dadaman, Cam how you get ice in a rubberband?
How you get staight from the motherland?
Creep ya window, something like Bruvamen
Hit the come to the top floor
No, no movie what I need for?
Girl suck dick 'til the get lockjaw
Try and break in, two nines in the sock
Vacations, beaches, villas but I'm from the zoo so I eat with
say they sick but believe we the illest
For the juice time high bb and the baby (?)
Talkin' bout scrilla
But don't Killa crazy
See I'm gravy at the
Rover is the range
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
Cook it up, break it some say break it up
Bottle it, distribute it, and hand take ya cuts
Sick money, all I get is paper cuts
The Government, crib still it
big M's uh-huh, I'm lovin' it
You see my in Florida, you say I'm on some sucka shit
Whoever don't it, too bad suck a dick
No Homils, Harlem cold
No ski slope, but its hills
I'm the don in Millan where I blow
You the .99 store, no frills
battle me? You can be a casualty
Never been a snake, so you rattle me
Bring your crew or what
Individually, World, Lenox Ave, Look what it did to me
I mean, 20K I say a 20 shot
My nigga Brid will through with a 20 shot
He was there when I made the car bunny hop
Girl pull my zipper down, it's the money
Can't us in the hood amongst haters
Gunplay, but Sunday I garden my neighbors
And y'all horse
I'll be forced to cha
My Wife? The door Porsche 'ull do her
out, I don't even know the score
But I will do you like the clothing
Talk slick and I'll put a tag on ya
And the cashier put a bag on ya
Ya I pulled the white Jag on her (Background, Vado: Uh-huh)
Through up on the dick, gag
4-5 on me, the eyes only
Ya is a jumpoff, she skydive on me, (Background, Vado: Uh-huh)
Can't touch cat like I got 9 lives on me, (Background, Vado: On Me)
This 9 is known to take lives
, (Background, Uh/Only)
We the new rap gang
Black suede, and frames, Jeff Hame, jacks (jackets) that
Flyer than 9-11 when they that plane
the dealer 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)
two, red, white, black strings
My doing the Mikes
That's what I'm doin'
Got her on, no bulb, I be screwing 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 a scar though
He wear like Marlo, (Background, Vado: Slime)
Big hugs before I slugs, (Background, Vado: Slugs)
Few singles, get your ass like strip clubs, (Background, Vado: Clubs)
They breakdown more is what a brick does, (Background, Vado: Does)
No dough, boatloads the way we ship drugs, (Background, Drugs)
Raise huggin' it like
Did packs for dealers and made trips for
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 three fishes
No Swizz Beatz, me bitches!