Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Jay-Z

Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, out with the Funk Flex
60 Minutes of Funk, two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you stop
You won't quit, Jay-Z shit like this
Aiyyo, my records sell cause I was to do it
Kick that Willie shit well, I'm really gonna do it
The voice of the hustlers, who gon do it?
Most niggaz is locked or in the box embalming fluid
That's how I get it locked I come through in the V
You rap on the radio don't do it for me
the removable face, place the CD
Your Prince, cause you rap don't make sense
about bitten lines
Nigga I did ery bit of crime I writ in mine
Ran so much coke, I shit a dime
And this is way back when, way your bullshit was signed
Tryin to indirectly, me, directly
what you wish for, Jigga get raw
Nigga I'm gutta, let me remind you
Act like you, out of mind, I put your mind out of you
I do when I put my mind to it
A whole lot more when I put the to it
I flow shit blow shit shit tow shit
On some shit hose it down totally and you knows this man
niggaz in awe with the old shit
No shit, and I don't give a who you go get
I shit 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 fuck around Jay?
No mo' shit, get dough shit
Shoot my pistals on the reg, I'm on some shit
Bout to a jewel and make po-po sick
I only the respect feds, beat know shit
I'm pro slick, the dopest nigga to brain, the comatose shit
Cause all, what's my name, oh shit!
Yeah Funk and uh, we don't stop
Y'all wanna rhyme like me, wanna like me
Every Tom Dick and Harry wanna my mami
Cristal, play diamonds in his wristal
Sell fish scale, niggaz love this style
Wannabe players, offic-ial
Been through out, I could you what to do and how to do it
Foundation is layed, we can take to the top babygirl
if you're not afraid, the is watchin
Most certainly, wanna get up in your drawers
think they me, ha hah
I you ill and traced out, tennis brace style
Cartier watch my diamond face
Crib on the coast, marble laced 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 jealous at the showers
Beatch!
How we do, Flex, yeah
Brooklyn...
*fades How About Some Hardcore by M.O.P.*