Luyện nghe bài hát Free At Last

Verse 1 1O1]

I bust like Flipmode
D.C soldier till I die and I live by the
that's the D.C code
mess with CAOS and it will come to you 2$6 fold
so don't say you been told
my iron get real hot but it start off real
I throw it up a rocket
make you hand over your cash I ain't pick your pocket
the gang bang yeah I it
and you wanna be around as I proceed to walk it
got a I could cock it
go ahead bring your punchline I'm still block it
tooth ama knock it
you still rearing toughees well I'm Crocket
and Jones so don't it
and could I could get like there's a zoo in it
old school no new in it
I can't spend 5 seconds in the without losing it
got a gang no crew in it
got my own microphone chec my own ones and in it
I got and I'm chewing it
but it ain't legit so I say ain't no true in it
my flow it got flu in it
my whole thugacated but ain't no school in it
we the ain't no bull in it
we pushing dope in your hood homie ain't no pulling it
smart ass ain't no in it
the stallion, ain't no mule in it
shut ain no drool in it
punchlines in abundence, a kung-fu in it
really doing it
you'll find a lot of me no you in it
a party ain't don't know who in it
perform on stage all cheers ain't no it
crimes with the in blue in it
and I wanna study law so ain't no it

I'm a in a cage
and the time has arrived to release all that
in the booth or the
I'm way above your level can't be on your gage
I'm a beast in a cage and the time has arrived to release all that
and the has arrived to release all that rage
in the or the stage
you're yesterday's paper it's time to the page

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I breathe fire a dragon
my flow be a sports car yours a wagon
I'm Black-flagging
and it's D.C till the grave, throw it up I'm gagging
I dig my pants when sagging
spray-paint in my hand I'm to get the tagging
yeah get tongue wagging
we're on that Blood In The shit, about to get the fragging
D.C Productions yeah bragging
if you're a and you know it, you best get the hanging
new holster, put the in
everybody know we ride, we down for the
bring your for the shagging
I talk much, 'coz I could get the click-clacking
the whip when it's cracking
and we're always number one, because you always get to
D.C Soldier get the
you're a and we're about to get to bitch-slapping
yo rap is my
so you kill me with a gun or a knife
always complaining like a
I worked for what I've got, you're just trife
I rap about violence
you don't know what's going on in my when there's silence
I hate cops and their
I command even from the oldest tirents
I don't care your sign is
you blood, you ain't crip, you ain't G-Unit riders
I'm down with the Cs
hola vato to the K.I.N.Gs
all my niggers pushing
ain't been to work but still stacking Gs
the D.R.Es
still, get down to the D.O Gs
Pacs and the
you best get rich or you best die
yo I'm always high
the law, get paid ain't now denying
when we die be crying
'coz in the jungle, we are the lion

I'm a beast in a
and the time has arrived to all that rage
in the booth or the
I'm way above your level be measured on your gage
I'm a beast in a cage and the time has arrived to all that rage
and the time has arrived to all that rage
in the or the stage
yesterday's paper it's time to flip the page