Luyện nghe bài hát Free Again

Free
Back to free again
Back to me again (Hello!)
With all my precious
It's Coca the don

(Free)
Ey yo
Yo?
I you I got you ma nigga
Uh, again New York City

I move rhymes like retail, make sure sell
From we at to my man's cell
I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
From we at to my man's cell (Free)

Straight outta cell 12 a hell on my lap
A nigga was born to rap 'bout drug tales and all the
is for Chef Jr., now that's Italiana
Chicken Parmesan and with my paesanas
I Manuel Azaña I'll die with my honor
Six bad bitches, some marijuana, with ? Can us
If you could see the pictures and the scriptures that bitches sent me
Hopped in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the Bentley
When had the Row, Jay start the Roc
I was in the car ? the cops
With the killer cross, had on the block
Graced the cover of The Source, tell me ain't hot
in for RICO, kilos, wish they gave me the max
Fuck them T.O.'s, and see for hatin' new crack
Four months on the toilet shit, I can do
Came thirty, left with three, now how the fuck he do that?
Most these in the Fed shoulda been in the State
Off The Texas to Brazil, now we the stakes
I Gordouli, know that nigga big like Chapo
Shout out to you know who, let me in the chapel
Esa es ? thing in the mornin'
Tried to send me to the shoe for the pair of Jordans
I had a thing for the secretary, Ms. Jordan?
All that ass in them pants had you feelin'
Left J's on my feet, J's, J's on my feet
out the cage, sun raised on the beach
And I got to lie, my son raised on the beach
Crib with the elevator, Gabe on the

(Free)
goin' down, down, it's goin' down
Once again New city (free)
It's goin' down, down, goin' down
I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit
where we at to my man's cell
I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my man's
(Free)

Gun choke, move dope, niggas my repertoire
smart car, level six AR
Cocktail, Molotov, burn heat, turn
Revolve, cock, bang, revolve, off
Cocaine, medating, better lean
The fuck out my way, drive the bricks down the
It's an when I rant, fuck you think I am, Kanye?
I had them vests, now these niggas wear dresses (Free)
I take you to the essence,
Free of charge a so large, these niggas is stretching, I bless 'em
The pounds the purple profits precise
precision, we'll move you up the pillar, you get that right
Money motivation, this bread in the
Go ahead, say something 'bout it you gettin' your ass kicked
back on the New York bullshit
My little man up in the bank with a full clip, he let it off

(Free)
It's down, down, it's goin' down
(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's down
I move rhymes retail, make sure shit sell
where we at to my man's cell
I move rhymes like retail, sure shit sell
From where we at to my cell

Dj Kay Slay, The King
Fat Joe, 50
New City, had to happen
about politics
They can make a teaching way to right
Or right situation
Depending the players involved, politics
100, whadup?
again! (Free again)
(Back to free again
(Back to me again)
(With all my freedom)
(My precious freedom)