Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

Soul of a 70's number man, I can a curve underhand
This for the streets, not Jam
This ain't for the fans that hear pop and snap
Drunk off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can from the back
This ain't for self proclaimed legends nobody wanna hear from
Scared? Get a come to peers, I got none
This for bandwagon fans sit y'all asses in the same spot
the same niggas made Trinidad Jame$ hot
This ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got
I his shit and wasn't offended at all
And as it I heard him say I wasn't mentioned with y'all
Joell it, only right I finish the job
So all that shit is revocable, an overview
Only thing noticeable is how he barely gave me any
I state facts, not to say it's wack but the playback
A$AP ain't showing me where your weight at
I'm on my shit today, you the of New York
You might as well had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that away
I'm in the of public opinion, ready to click and spray
Light Jay ass up, that's my Exhibit A
Bitch kill my vibe is what you wanna get
Drown em all in a swimming pool, full of and drool
You jewels what's with all the fascination?
So when I ask you 'bout it that's my examination
a scrimmage to me, all these blemished MC's
Infamously it's about I see
But if bars, not about bread, to hell with the wealth
Put you inside of the bullet, to see a shell of yourself
I mean uh, since rap has been accessible, they action regrettable
This is what the do
Chick sending message to tricks get to see 'em
They ain't even artists and they get per diem
We talking bars, then whole conversation changed
Fuck all the now nigga saying names
Some of OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to half ass
To me it's one Joey that's bad ass
King of New York, my stop it 5
Keep it Drake washed you twice
Tell me Tyler that fire with saliva? I reply bring a lie around
Run up on Meek with the silencer, nigga down
Then off with his intro playing
Cause I get hype to that shit dog I ride to shit
With nightmares, I wanna be at the root of em the mag off
Know he love so I'm leavin' him with Black Thoughts
You talking bars niggas better get
put they guts all on the track, still they never get felt
Lot of lower tier rappers rep for they belt
Nigga there's levels to this shit, dog you said it
But check it, it comes to control, I might have lost a bit
Law citizen style I'm coming for all of it
in your studio engineer that recorded it
Yes men that supported it, any blog reported it
Any artist he tour with, snuff whoever the shit
Whoever thought of it, his mentor taught him it
Interrupt a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or lick
If I got it twisted you coming to contort the
But the irony, y'all all me
Y'all in a a lot of us aspire to be
We just striving my G, tip my hat so y'all know real
Fuck whoever mad, you said how we all to feel
I know the game, try to get amped
You the envelope, some of us provided the stamp
Predecessors the letter, others sealed it shut
Some was nice without the percs, before got touched
It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic these hands on
Shades that wear in the club, couches they stand on
You mixed credibility dead ability
Raise the bar like you on par with this of agility
Old UNLV Runnin' Rebel artillery, with at the 2
What sparring y'all do?
Get to arguing with a Spartan, play it
I heard them alien voices, I'll knock the martian up dude
Separate the from the timid, it's hip hop
Fuck if your car is lease or rented, at you in it
Foaming at the lips, looking like the yeast in
Don't be facetious of y'all been a feast from the beginning
is for B.I.G., Suicidal Thoughts, Coogi printed
This for Nas, army jacket the uzi in it
Not no Shiny shit, this that 92 Knicks
This for missing 92 bricks
For State Prop and Beans, to when the L.O.X. burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac and E.D.I. Mean
for the Mobb and the purple tape, word to Inspectah Deck
This ain't for the nah, Wu said protect ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I don't it to get spun wrong
And this for Big L, the block that Joe Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I ain't a G
Nigga I'm talking a G!! My nigga on me
is for every living rapper ever walked in these streets
And any outsider that happen to think that a is sweet
been killed for less and got a coffin for free
If you ever been in the hood, I think we all agree
This for every nigga that took what you in stride
I abide, some of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip adrenaline rush
Men'll get touched, so if you hush
Project benches I trust, came syringes and dust
So who you named shouldn't be mentioned us
But wait, at least half of em', other half around
Dual clips that wrap around, gather rapper 'round
See what happen when try to go toe to toe
This what happen when you let a bath overflow
to do lines, how could they wanna go blow for blow
I could and still drag you niggas comatose
This is lightweight, put the up
Cause if we talking bars lot of y'all should shut the up
is lightweight, put the bucks up
If we talking bars lot of y'all shut the fuck up