Luyện nghe bài hát Follow T

You can catch me in the big body S-Class wit spinners
Pulling up to the wit a brim, ice and the chinchilla
Stacking that in a legal way
Rock stadiums Nicaragua down to San Tropez, hey

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

The Sly Stallone of the
Im old like Special K
Turbo and Ozone, rep for my people Im Che Guevara
Wit a derby and linen plus a guallavera

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

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

The Burt Bacharach of rap is back ready to ya move ya body
And lean like Joe Crack
Woah, get ya in the air
And wave them and forth 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 like Kung Fu
You believe me, ya crew could get hung to

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

From sold out arenas to the 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

T-Bone is hard as it gets and I dont fly class, why?
I travel with on private jets
why you mad and upset, homie
I my dues though, been ripping these mics since tape decks

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

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