Luyện nghe bài hát Famlay Freestyle

It ain't nothin'' can teach me
I been locked up times than sweet pea
See I'm from Norfolk here's a if ya sleepy
ya children into orphans tryna sneak me
Or tryna creep me, the realist shit I spoke
So spit it when I finish, I'ma slit my throat
This shit is like mixed wit coke
Leave you like the tennis balls in ya spoke, nigga

secrets, man I won't lie
They to the light a man is gon' die
All hope is lost and FamLay's fry
'Cause I did the average man just wont try
Like what, war an army wit a hand gun
I'm FamLay and my fucking chance come
I'm running wit it, on e'ry song I'm wit
See some you think you can take me, then come and get it

See I'm from Huntersville, e'ry thang we is real
My niggas come in here, my niggas to kill
And I dare to try and diss us
See you in the streets it nothing discuss
Man, we gon' stomp yo ass in the ground
Few weeks, couple wit no head'll be found, nigga
Cut off ya wrists, and feet no prints
(Gangsta)
Now I'm in the Six, wit the no tints, you see me boy
(Gangsta)

In Virginia, them guns go, bang,
In Virginia, them guns go, bang,
In Virginia, them go, bang, bang
Niggas, bang, bang, bitches, bang,

In Virginia, them guns go, bang,
In Virginia, them guns go, bang,
In Virginia, guns go, bang, bang
Niggas, bang, bang, bitches, bang,