Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle Ghetto

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I grab the mic and breakin down niggas
Wit out no
live from the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/
Kick some if you got/but if it's wack
I draw back the cap for the
Should of to rock dealin
'cause it's the stealin/super vill..
Chill..stayin high like the
See there ain't room for the both of us
See it's a down
Your best I'll bust
(yo)i rhymes that make niggas throw they sets up
Couldn't my style if you had a pair of handcuffs
In all
I'll you by your neck
And do a and step
So nigga you can check my
Just hard rhymes and
Xzhibit you wit a dental
And a pistol
No longer lookin in the
bust a field wit indo
Killin quarts of
outta here...

Verse two: mc

Like a fuze/start spreadin the
Its 94 and breeze is niggas the blues
I my dues/and now it's time to go on to the next mode
room for the kaboom/'cause I'm about to explode
And drop bombs like a b1/cops I none
And step up/i soak emcseason
3 seconds to detinate/you evacuate
No time to hesitate/you featherweight
I the type to pic up the mic
And catch the stage
I'll pull a if I ain't paid right
To the on tour
Short me a and a buckshot and the barrel is yours!
I'm psycho pathic like
Aint wit the
But still I get more cheers than ted
More dough than marino or roles than
You beatin me? only in your dreams ho
I'm not sayin I'm unbeatable/i'm I'm untouchable
Livin comfortable like a huxtable
Plus I'm wit the cross roads
Movin foward/while you other suckas
in a pause mode
I goes like a great white
But I'm a stay
No matter how high the pay
Or if my rep bigger
You might get take nigga out the ghetto
But not the out this nigga.....

Verse three: j-ro,

For the balls
Microphones grass(hey)
Some of the few things j-ro likes to
93 I'm the pharoah
'cause I'm b-bbad to the marrow
I get
Wit styles than the martial arts
I need
I roll grass than golf carts
April 92 you no the ro was a
Now I'm writin raps on my computer
J-ro the fiend/rap dean/wearin green
on the scene/since the age of 13
I I had to earn the mic
Now's my
I got furious like larry fishburne...

Wit da bitches me in
Like it's the and the restless
up to bust my shit
From the
Yes the freshest
Wit rough around the edges
I'll you on the mic
Like a of benson hedges
But..hold up
I'll bust rhymes that'll
That'll wake yo punk ass up mc eiht
'cause I be rockin
Since the roof was on
So me to the bitch who's the dopest butterflyer
I'll make her break it down she patra when I catch ya
Broadway is on the
While I these lyrica atcha
So....slow down before ya fuck wit my
You betta do the hokey
And ya self around...