Luyện nghe bài hát Follow T

You can catch me in the big body wit chrome spinners
Pulling up to the wit a brim, ice and the chinchilla
Stacking skrilla in a legal way
Rock stadiums from Nicaragua to San Tropez, hey

And I aint even curse in my raps
I keep it gully while Im spitting this fire on hot
My speak for themselves
Im like a LL back in the day when he was rocking the bells

The Sly of the microphone
Im old school Special K
Turbo and Ozone, rep for my like Im Che Guevara
Wit a derby and linen pants a guallavera

Oh, Im so sick they sending
To resuscitate the mic my verbal thrashing
Cash advances and top fashion
to rock the spot and keep the party peeps dancing

I had to switch up the flow for all the DJs spinning wax in the
So when ya hear my joint y'all turn it up, louder
Suvelo, blast that bro
Respect the flow, ya to a music pro

The Burt Bacharach of rap is ready to make ya move ya body
And lean back like Joe
Woah, get ya in the air
And wave them back and in the atmosphere

I know ya wondering if the are true, believe the hype
I am the dopest to come through
Wit brand new series of rap arts Kung Fu
You believe me, ya crew could get hung to

I run through anybody
Dont make me have to you again
Im Gods chosen like Peter, Matthew, Mark, and John
Now everybody just to this new hit song, what

sold out arenas to the silver screen
I move crowds and drop hits that the people scream
Stack cream, get in stretched out limousines
Im a hot album, you a, ahh, 16

is hard as it gets and I dont fly first class, why?
I with chefs on private jets
Thats why you mad and upset,
I paid my dues though, been these mics since tape decks

So place your bets, Im the yet
Move the crowd and make ya bounce like bad
I got like the WNBA
Defeating me is like joining the KKK

It wont happen, hoods without guns clapping
Or hip hop wit no DJs and MCs
Its contradictory, none of youll get wit me
The dopest to ever on a mic and claim victory