Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

My name Cassidy i u remember me man
i hold twin like im Yoesimite sam
I ride wit da four but i dont drive an infiniti man
Im dat guy you to be man
thats why when u take a
Its not gon be man
I drop on my enemie man,blam
I cant let it and ride around petrified
let em decide dey gon try come test da odds
fuck dat man i make da gat
and u could be nex to die u recogize
U get done for, if you want war
Its nuffin cause u aint fukin wit my young boys
O u got domb rhymes i got more
Im sick wit it, man i spit it till my tongue
yea you might of done crimes but ive more
my bedroom closet, u of a gun store
See im da one u run from, not for
Cause pretty u can get da whole plus one more
u aint slung raw wit ya fake ass
i was burning my determined to make cash
and if the tables start turning ima cash
U better try to find a teflon mask
My mom said down u aint safe Cass
and i tryin see u at ya wake or upstate Cass
So i back, tried not to sell crack
tried not to seel keys, man i didn't even sell
Yea i chilled but i was still gettin bread cause i did credit card scams wit dis head
Ima be a hustla, im sick or dead
but for my mom sake i had to let da grind
I was young at the time, i had to get my straight
i like to and got nice like n 98
I started gettin props, started gettin ish on
dis was right BIG died and i was missin Pac
Listen oc, i was really on
i was fifteen and had philly on smash
for real, i still got philly on
I deys some hot niggas but im still da top nigga
and i stll a nigga so my money hungry
And I pop niggas dat try to take from me
See ur money funny, And i joke alot
I cop 20 after 20 cause i alot
I got an herb
I put a single out and im on my third album
so i bet u on my fam
i met ya CEO and He said Yo ima big fan
Im a big man crammed in a body
And wit da minnie shotty, i'll jam
Cause i dont feel none of
And wit da raps or da gats ill fuking one of yall
Awe, already Know
I got my on my hammer mind on my cake
Cause i grind for the i do crimes for the cake
I could do the time but i tryin cetch a Case
I got da gun wit me, but u get a 150
i keep da nine on my
take out a and put a nike sign on ya face
Wait, i put in time for the
Dats why im grateful for every dime dat i
I got now dimes climbing to skate
my pockets Puffy and it remind dem of Mace
Wait ima bad boy, get trash bags of cash boy
Im in a not a Jag boy
why u mad boy, cause u ketch boy
And u gettin paid less den my bag boy
Yous a hater sad boy
Cause your mom even like me, i be ya dad boy
U a mess stop, i know u oc but u better watch how u talkin to ya Step Pop
im gon be goin into ya fridge
And around wit my boxers on ya krib kid