Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Jay-Z

Yeah y'all this Jay-Z, coolin out with the Funk
60 of Funk, volume two, how we do
Motherfucker... yeah you stop
You won't quit, Jay-Z shit like this
Aiyyo, my sell cause I was born to do it
Kick that Willie shit well, cause I'm 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 I come through in the V
You rap niggaz on the radio do it for me
Insert the face, place the CD
Prince, cause you rap dudes don't make sense
Talk about bitten
I did ery bit of crime that I writ in mine
Ran so much coke, I could shit a
And this is way back when, way before your was signed
to indirectly, effect me, directly
Careful what you for, Jigga get raw
I'm straight 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 flow shit blow shit smash tow shit
On some sho' shit hose it down totally and you this man
niggaz in awe with the old shit
No shit, and I give a fuck who you go get
I shit like poker, smack em around
On some Joe Schmoe shit, I back your whole click what?
Frito Lay rappers I slay for play, me
Who in your could fuck around with Jay?
No mo' shit, Cristals get shit
my pistals on the reg, I'm on some double-fo' shit
Bout to drop a jewel and make po-po
I only the respect feds, beat cops shit
I'm pro slick, the dopest nigga to your brain, the shit
after all, what's my name, oh shit!
Yeah Funk and uh, we don't stop
Y'all rhyme like me, wanna dime like me
Every Tom Dick and wanna ride my mami
Drink Cristal, play diamonds in his
fish scale, y'all 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 this to the top
if you're not afraid, the world is
Most certainly, clowns 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 singing 'Let's Play House'
Drop a in her, little life to breathe in her
boy so to be sure, I OD'd in her
His are laced in Caesar Leguars
All the chicks jealous at the baby
Beatch!
How we do, Funk Flex,
Brooklyn...
*fades into How About Hardcore by M.O.P.*