Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

My name Cassidy i know u 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 plots on my man,blam
I let it slide and ride around petrified
let em decide dey gon try come test da odds
dat man i make da gat excercise
and u be nex to die u better recogize
U get done for, chump if you war
Its nuffin cause u aint even wit my young boys
O u got rhymes i got done more
Im sick wit it, man i it till my tongue soar
yea you might of done but ive done more
my bedroom closet, u of a gun store
See im da one u run from, not for
Cause pretty u can get da clip plus one more
u aint neva slung raw wit ya ass
i was burning my bags determined to cash
and if the tables start turning ima take
U better try to find a teflon mask
My mom calm down u aint safe Cass
and i aint tryin see u at ya wake or Cass
So i fell back, tried not to sell
tried not to seel keys, man i even sell trees
Yea i chilled but i was still gettin bread i did credit card scams wit dis chicken head
Ima be a hustla, until im or dead
but for my mom sake i had to let da wait
I was young at the time, i had to get my mind
i like to rhyme and got nice n 98
I started gettin props, started ish on lock
dis was right after BIG died and i was Pac
oc, i was really on cash
i was fifteen and had philly on smash
for real, i still got on smash
I mean deys some hot but im still da top nigga
and i stll a block nigga so my hungry
And I pop niggas dat try to take money me
See ur money funny, And i joke alot
I cop 20 after 20 cause i alot
I got an problem
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, jam anybody
Cause i feel none of yall
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 da nine on my waiste
out a knife and put a nike sign on ya face
Wait, i put in time for the
why im grateful for every dime dat i make
I got signed now climbing to skate
Cause my pockets and it remind dem of Mace
ima bad boy, get trash bags full of cash boy
Im in a not a Jag boy
why u mad boy, cause u cabs boy
And u paid less paper 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 upset oc but u better watch how u talkin to ya Pop
Watch im gon be goin ya fridge
And walk around wit my on ya krib kid