Luyện nghe bài hát Follow T

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

And I aint even curse in my raps
I keep it gully Im spitting this fire on hot tracks
My skills 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 pants plus a guallavera

Oh, Im so they sending ambulances
To the mic from my verbal thrashing
Cash advances and top fashion
Guaranteed to rock the and keep the party peeps dancing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It wont happen, like hoods without guns
Or hip hop wit no DJs and MCs
Its contradictory, of youll ever get wit me
The dopest to ever breathe on a mic and claim