Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom

Holdin' my in the booth
Her out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my and here comes Kendrick
Niggas say the west ain't winnin', I'm just tryin' to the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with
Blow the out to your memory
and to Eminem
Cause he, me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered John Kennedy
But was cool cause I was just there for the energy
Bizarre pop pills
while 2Pac in my
First in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills
Cause I up my dukes when California was at a stand still
But hope lost cause Dr. Dre the man still
Had in me, knew I had heat like an anvil
Ran through entire crews, put remains in a landfill
And I ain't lost the hunger, I'm out the can still
Yeah, Hov and Nas at in the world right now
I they listenin' like
This young nigga be killin' shit
Hip-hop is life's ciroc I'm 'bout to drop a in this shit
Let's go, esco bars nigga, Nas nigga
The is Rakim with the Birdman cars nigga
Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call
Stunna, blood?
"Whattup blood? poppin' my nigga?
Look, I know this the last one this it's straight Cash Money, my nigga
So, it's YMCMB, wild life my nigga, get it poppin'"
game
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New coupe, roof
I'm from where niggas'll do bitch and bitch niggas'll do you
Inevitably we take celebrity bitches and run a
We puttin' on magnums, taggin' that wagon, some of these kookoo
And is what I do to
These Blazes, Kanyes, shit on Swizz, I handle my biz
The whole know what I do to Dre's shit
Niggas know I'm classic, I even gotta say shit
Frank Ocean more of a man you niggas, get up off that gay shit
copyin' styles, niggas be tracin'
Whether it's me, the movie, or Jadakiss, niggas just can't with Jayceon
So go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me
Every hood needs an
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Winning comes with a
No how hard you try
buy freedom
We're far from free
Yea we're far being free
We're far free
Wanna everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will be deceased
saying I'm underrated
Like a Jay with heat, but not the ones the Thunder play with
So Los Angeles King is sort of an
Let me find a gun up here, [when?] I leave you under pavement
Tell 'em they due, pay up or get cement shoes
All this dope be around, you act like I ain't lean on that too
But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm
You send me to God
I 45 in that French shoe
I with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face slashed the last beat up like a ginsu
My album a 'Rari, a lot of dope features
Glad you bought it, now sit back and just blow
I know the concept behind it is gon' ya
Now turn this mufucka up and speakers
and gentleman
I would like to to you
An incredible
He by the name Elijah Blake
go
And last but definitely not
I wanna a special shout out, to my nigga James Harden
Another Los Angeles nigga rockets
Ballin' on you
[Skit: Hart]
You done rocked with my Game,
First of all Game, out to you
You put your in this album's ass
Here's the man,
This is your public service announcement for
This is from me, to you, and who listens to this album
At the end of the day, man, you be judged
If you a man to God, be a man to God
If you a nigga from the streets, god damnit, be a nigga the fucking streets
At the end of the day, you are who you are
God you for a reason, man
Now I'm not go kill nobody,
I ain't saying go smack ya in the face
What I'm saying is, be who you you are, man
Don't mix shit up
At the end of the day,
Do I want to be NO
Does God I'm not perfect?
...Well that's a question mark, cause here's the thing man
Cuz I'm praying at the times of the day,
That's weird, and I'll talk to you about later
But man bottom line I'm saying is this dude
Be you do you, can't judge you but you
And at the end of the day if you hat you supposed to,
You got one life! it!
With being said,