Luyện nghe bài hát Freakin' It

Uh, uh
I'm to freak this
Ha, ha, ha, ha
What? What? What?
Uh, big will, uh I'm to freak this
you want me to freak this?
Just peep it I freak this
Aight,

I'm to freak this full out the King of the hill
Big keepin' it real knees in da grill
The set all locked down, makin' you flock down
Where I'm at here my rap
I be that cat to set
Where y'all at on the with your friends
Heard you about cream in your rap kid
Yo my check for wild wild west came on a flat bed

Once and for all get this straight
How you measure a rapper what an M.C. great
Is it the sales? 20 mill, is it the Bentley's
Is it the women? Jada, is it the money?
Mr. Clean yet the remain
Got that don't speak English screamin' my name
All you rappers yellin' who you put in a hearse
Do me a favor write one without a curse

I'm to freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
you want me to freak this?
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't sleep, freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
Yo it's smooth when I freak
(Yeah, yeah)

Lay back I'm to freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
Peep this I freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
Lay on back I'm 'bout to freak
(Yeah, yeah)
What you want me to this?
(Yeah, yeah)

I don't wanna see y'all around
Don't wanna see sittin' around
I don't wanna see y'all around
Don't wanna see sittin' around

one more gain Deja Vu
Up the chart yo, see the way I flew
nobody do this the way I do
You like how I freak this say I do
(I do)
Haters sick of the hits like the
Of the west wicked as this
I read in rap pages they to me as soft
Yeah, more like

Will gates of the rap
Quintessential mega maniac my rap name
Big I'm the man
Not I'm as good as I say I am
Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy,
Back the track masters, the bang, jiggy, jiggy
Yo, time I shoot I score
So many awards I can start chess board

I'm 'bout to freak
(Yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak
(Yeah, yeah)
sleep I'm gonna freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
You you like this when I freak this
(Yeah, yeah)

Watch me I'm to freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
What you want me to this?
(Yeah, yeah)
sleep I'm gonna freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
Yo it's smooth I freak this
(Yeah, yeah)

Uh I'm bout to freak
I'm bout to this
I'm bout to this

Tone and lace tha track
I the rap, Jeff do the cut
Yeah what, Rob do the mix, to J.L.
Then Mattola put it on sell
Then come da of truth
Hot off the press to the D.J.
(Ay yo here it comes y'all that new Will Smith cut)
As soon as it drop the phones blow up

then ship a mill
Quick to the store, what sold
When gettin' more
get it, bump the track
Then the multi-platinum plaque
Now I'm gonna it up to you
I bang the hits out for you
And then my come true
(This American music award goes to)
Huh, you

I'm 'bout to freak
(Yeah, yeah)
What you me to freak this?
(Yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I'm 'bout to freak
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh you like when I freak
(Yeah, yeah)

Don't sleep I'm gonna this
(Yeah, yeah)
you want me to freak this?
(Yeah, yeah)
Girl you know I'm 'bout to this
(Yeah, yeah)
Yo peep it while I freak
(Yeah, yeah)

no way I gotta freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
Yo you like how I freak
(Yeah, yeah)
Yo check this style when I this
(Yeah, yeah)
Look at me, I'm a freak
(Yeah, yeah)

Yo you know I'm gonna this
(Yeah, yeah)
Don't I'm gonna freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak
(Yeah, yeah)
Big will freak this
(Yeah, yeah)
Ha, ha