Luyện nghe bài hát Freaky Flow

Mister Campbell don't mess
Give us a of the mad style you possess
Oh yes, l'd gamble ass ducks
I know you'll be the winner man
Full of the shit boy ya
Than a kilogram of coke he
An' yes l'm all out
Will I get my deserved props man no dought
Flowing the Nile through the African pasture
Step onto my path and ya heading for
Ask the nigger who was on my bum shit
Couldn't hold the pressure so let's say he got done
Never fallin' off like a tight rope
l'm very in I will never be out of order
Sorda one of them call boxes
I know l'm very ill but that mean I need no doctors
Blowing up the like Steven Seagal
Another me is like a haystack with a needle

let em know...
That we are not your Joe'
let em know...
That we have got the Freaky
let em know...
That we are not your Joe'
let em know...
That we got the Freaky Flow

Who is
Who be
This is the don Flowin'
Who is
Who be
is the don Flowin' Freakily

E proprio I got the mad heads jumpin'
Listenin' to my rymes to catch a little somethin'
The black dreaded out Hyson Green bandit
When I catch wreck boy can't stand it
into the place I grab the mike and your attention
Me not getting that is like the night to George
Freestyle phenomenon drop bombs like
where l'm steppin' I ease back from Babylon
I got a mobil cause I don't like pagers eye just like Lee Majors
When you get me going I be on for ages
Just a man who waits for ages for his wages
Cages are what my rymes are for fa someone
Got em on lock pop'em like a pimple
Yo', my job is done l'm outer because Ya lifted
Smoked out by a brother who's gifted