Luyện nghe bài hát Free Again

Free
Back to bein' again
Back to bein' me (Hello!)
With all my precious
Coca the don nigga

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

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

Straight outta cell 12 a hell on my lap
A was born to rap 'bout drug tales and all the rats
This is for Chef Jr., now that's
Parmesan and bocce with my paesanas
I told Azaña I'll die with my honor
Six bad bitches, some marijuana, ? Can find us
If you could see the pictures and the scriptures that these sent me
Hopped in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the sister
When had the Row, Jay start the Roc
I was in the car ? the cops
With the killer cross, had on the block
the cover of The Source, tell me that ain't hot
When in for RICO, kilos, they gave me the max
them T.O.'s, and see hoes for hatin' new crack
Four months on the shit, I can do that
with 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 seen Gordouli, that nigga big like Chapo
Shout out to you know who, let me fuck in the
Esa es ? First in the mornin'
Tried to me to the shoe for the first pair of Jordans
I had a thing for the secretary, wassup Ms.
All that ass in them pants had you important
Left with J's on my feet, J's, J's on my
Straight out the cage, sun on the beach
And I ain't got to lie, my son raised on the
Crib with the elevator, Gabe on the

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

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

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

Dj Kay Slay, The King
Fat Joe, 50
New City, had to happen
It's about
They can make a wrong teaching way to
Or situation wrong
Depending upon the players involved,
Wack 100,
again! (Free again)
(Back to being again
(Back to me again)
(With all my freedom)
(My precious freedom)