Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Jay-Z

Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Flex
60 of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you stop
You won't quit, Jay-Z drop like this
Aiyyo, my records cause I was born to do it
that Willie shit well, cause I'm really gonna do it
The voice of the hustlers, who gon do it?
niggaz is locked or in the box with embalming fluid
That's how I get it locked when I come in the V
You rap on the radio don't do it for me
Insert the face, place the CD
Your Prince, cause you rap dudes don't 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 when, way before your bullshit was signed
Tryin to indirectly, effect me,
Careful you wish for, Jigga get raw
Nigga I'm gutta, let me remind you
Act like you, out of your mind, I put mind out of you
I do anything when I put my to it
A whole lot more I put the nine to it
I flow shit blow shit smash 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 whole click down what?
Frito Lay I slay for play, tell me
Who in circle could fuck around with Jay?
No mo' shit, get dough shit
Shoot my pistals on the reg, I'm on some double-fo'
Bout to drop a jewel and make po-po
I only the respect feds, cops know shit
I'm pro slick, the dopest to your brain, the comatose shit
Cause after all, my name, oh shit!
Yeah Funk Flex and uh, we stop
Y'all wanna rhyme me, wanna dime like me
Every Tom Dick and Harry wanna ride my
Drink Cristal, diamonds in his wristal
fish scale, y'all niggaz love this style
Wannabe players, offic-ial
Been out, I could tell you what to do and how to do it
is layed, we can take this to the top babygirl
if not afraid, the world is watchin
Most certainly, clowns wanna get up in your
think hurtin me, ha hah
I you ill and traced out, tennis brace style
Cartier watch my diamond style
Crib on the coast, marble floors out
Chase you upstairs singing 'Let's House'
a seed in her, little life to breathe in her
Wanna boy so to be sure, I in her
His days are in Caesar Leguars
All the chicks at the baby showers
Beatch!
How we do, Flex, yeah
Brooklyn...
*fades How About Some Hardcore by M.O.P.*