Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Jay-Z

Yeah this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk Flex
60 of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you don't
You won't quit, Jay-Z drop shit like
Aiyyo, my records sell cause I was to do it
Kick that Willie shit well, cause I'm gonna do it
The of the hustlers, who else gon do it?
Most niggaz is locked or in the box with embalming
That's how I get it locked I come through in the V
You rap niggaz on the radio do it for me
Insert the removable face, the CD
Your Prince, cause you rap dudes make sense
about bitten lines
Nigga I did ery bit of that I writ in mine
Ran so coke, I could shit a dime
And this is way back when, way before your was signed
Tryin to indirectly, me, directly
Careful you wish for, Jigga get raw
Nigga I'm gutta, let me remind you
Act like you, out of your mind, I put your out of you
I do anything when I put my to it
A whole lot more I put the nine to it
I shit blow shit smash shit tow shit
On some sho' shit hose it down and you knows this man
niggaz in awe with the old shit
No shit, and I don't a fuck who you go get
I fold like poker, smack em around
On some Joe Schmoe shit, I back your click down what?
Frito Lay rappers I slay for play, me
Who in your circle could around with Jay?
No mo' shit, Cristals get shit
Shoot my pistals on the reg, I'm on double-fo' shit
Bout to drop a jewel and po-po sick
I only the feds, beat cops know shit
I'm pro slick, the dopest nigga to your brain, the shit
Cause all, what's my name, oh shit!
Yeah Funk Flex and uh, we stop
Y'all rhyme like me, wanna dime like me
Every Tom Dick and wanna ride my mami
Drink Cristal, play diamonds in his
Sell fish scale, y'all niggaz love this
Wannabe players, offic-ial
Been through out, I could tell you to do and how to do it
Foundation is layed, we can take this to the top
if not afraid, the world is watchin
Most certainly, wanna get up in your drawers
think hurtin me, ha hah
I keep you ill and traced out, tennis style
Cartier my diamond face style
Crib on the coast, marble floors out
Chase you singing 'Let's Play House'
Drop a in her, little life to breathe in her
Wanna boy so to be sure, I in her
His days are laced in Leguars
All the chicks jealous at the baby
Beatch!
How we do, Flex, yeah
Brooklyn...
*fades How About Some Hardcore by M.O.P.*