Luyện nghe bài hát Free Again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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