Luyện nghe bài hát Famlay Freestyle

It nothin'' y'all can teach me
I been locked up more times than pea
See I'm from here's a coffin if ya sleepy
Turn ya children into orphans sneak me
Or creep me, the realist shit I ever spoke
So I'ma spit it when I finish, I'ma slit my
This is like 2-11 mixed wit coke
Leave you spinning like the tennis 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
I did shit the average man just wont try
Like what, war against an army wit a 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 from me, then come and get it

See I'm from Huntersville, e'ry thang we is real
My niggas come in here, my niggas come to
And I y'all to try and diss us
See you in the streets it ain't nothing
Man, we gon' stomp yo ass dead in the
Few weeks, couple bodies wit no head'll be found,
Cut off ya wrists, and they no prints
(Gangsta)
Now I'm in the Six, wit the no tints, you see me boy
(Gangsta)

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

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