Luyện nghe bài hát F***-a-Freestyle

Ya know me a freestyle
Ratha hit 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 beat
Bipolar, I can play
Stand up, they sit down, they sit down, stand up, go on the all white right hand up
Start to studder like da-da-dadaman, Cam how you get ice in a rubberband?
How you get motherloads staight from the
Creep through ya window, something like
Hit the elevator to the top floor
No, no movie what I prop for?
Girl suck 'til the bitch get lockjaw
Try and break in, two nines in the sock
Vacations, beaches, villas but I'm from the zoo so I eat with
Niggas say sick but believe we the illest
For the time high bb and the quillets baby (?)
bout scrilla maybe
But don't forget crazy
See I'm gravy at the
Rover is the range
Buck 80 in the
hand in the Lamb with me
Peanut butter ass nigga, damn
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, it, hand and hand take ya cuts
Sick accountant money, all I get is cuts
The Government, crib still 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 suck a
No Homils, Harlem chills
No ski slope, but its hills
I'm the don in Millan I blow mills
You the .99 store, no frills
Wanna me? You can be a casualty
Never been a snake, so you can't me
Bring your crew or what
Individually, Harlem World, Lenox Ave, what it did to me
I mean, 20K when I say a 20
My Brid will come 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 haters
Gunplay, but Sunday I with my neighbors
And horse manure
be forced to shoot cha
My Wife? The four Porsche 'ull do her
Blow out, I don't know the score
But I do you like the clothing store
slick 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, the eyes only
Ya chick is a jumpoff, she skydive on me, (Background, Uh-huh)
touch this cat like I got 9 lives on me, (Background, Vado: On Me)
This 9 is known to lives only
, (Background, Uh/Only)
We the new rap pack
Black suede, and frames, Jeff Hame, (jackets) that plain
Flyer than 9-11 they jacked that plane
Tell the dealer keep hittin' me a blackjack game, (Background, Vado: Huh!)
When I was new to the white, I knew if I ain't the nigga niggas is I ain't doin' it right,
(Background, Word)
type,
She nice
, (Background, Yes)
Number two, red, white, strings
My doing the Mikes
That's I'm doin' tonight
Got her turnt on, no bulb, I be the light,
(Background, Haaaaaa!)
strong, on cargo
Goal is to die old and like Don Carlo
Lift up like the doors on a Gallardo
My man caught a though
He wear like Marlo, (Background, Vado: Slime)
Big hugs I send slugs, (Background, Vado: Slugs)
Few singles, get ass clapped like 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)
huggin' it like fresh
Did for dealers and made trips for connects
No father, still stratgize while playin'
Ask me if I'm than y'all, I say yes, (Background, Vado: Yes!)
Send you ya mans with three fishes
No Swizz Beatz, me bitches!