Luyện nghe bài hát F***-a-Freestyle

Ya know me fuck a
Ratha hit papi on dial
Network busy, I'm quick to hit redial
Weed child, know I'm good in the P now
Any no prob, Im'ma beat trial
Bipolar, I can senile
Stand up, sit down, they sit down, stand up, go on the stand all white right 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 elevator to the top floor
No, no movie what I need prop
Girl suck 'til the bitch get lockjaw
Try and in, two nines in the sock draw
Vacations, beaches, but I'm from the zoo so I eat with gorillas
Niggas say they sick but believe we the
For the juice time high bb and the baby (?)
Talkin' bout scrilla
But don't Killa crazy
See I'm gravy at the
navy is the range
Buck 80 in the
hand in the Lamb with me
Peanut ass nigga, damn Skippy
Problem, take it up
in my face, no I don't make it up
But I do it up, unwrapped, tapped, cut
Cook it up, it down some say break it up
it, distribute 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 sucka shit
Whoever don't like it, too bad suck a
No Homils, cold chills
No ski slope, but its hills
I'm the don in Millan where I blow
You the .99 Cent store, no
battle me? You can be a casualty
Never been a snake, so you can't me
Bring your whole crew or
Individually, Harlem World, Ave, Look what it did to me
I mean, 20K when I say a 20
My nigga Brid will come through with a 20
He was there when I made the damn car hop
pull my zipper down, it's the money slot
Can't play us in the amongst haters
Gunplay, but I garden 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 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, the eyes only
Ya chick is a jumpoff, she on me, (Background, Vado: Uh-huh)
Can't touch this cat like I got 9 on me, (Background, Vado: On Me)
This 9 is known to take only
, (Background, Uh/Only)
We the new rap gang
Black suede, and frames, Jeff Hame, jacks (jackets) that
Flyer 9-11 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 the nigga niggas is hatin' I ain't doin' it right,
(Background, Word)
type,
She nice
, (Background, Yes)
Number two, red, white, black
My lady the Mikes
That's what I'm tonight
Got her turnt on, no bulb, I be the light,
(Background, Haaaaaa!)
Shit strong, on
Goal is to die old and rich Don Carlo
Lift fours up the doors on a Gallardo
My man a scar though
He wear just Marlo, (Background, Vado: Slime)
Big before I send 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, the way we ship drugs, (Background, Vado: Drugs)
huggin' it like fresh
Did packs for dealers and trips for connects
No father, still stratgize while playin'
Ask me if I'm nicer than y'all, I say yes, (Background, Yes!)
Send you ya vest with three fishes
No Swizz Beatz, me bitches!