Luyện nghe bài hát Future Sport

Let the out (yo, yo)
Let the out (yo, yo)

Yo, yo, this Doc
up, nigga, lay down
No to play now (uh ha)
Brace be your hip from the waist down
Keep it calm and react
Cognac be the
Lo, we back, cock, so these won't relax
You see the face the open mask, body
Open gash, throw me cash
We gon blow, row, do trash
I'm a you call a dog *Dog barking*
Fucking girls do hair in mini-malls
Lunatic when Doc spit, four walls (uh ha)
Sick got you back in the raw (uh ha)
mass, I put the axe in the door
Massacre, seminars off Branson
I'll strip your hoe, strip Benz
Even strip that black line on your Card
Card, card,

You're 'afraid to say what you
You're too scared to say what you feel
afraid of us
You're of us

BK niggas, hold it correct (uh ha)
Been a time coming, niggas better start running
Do more top-gunning
Dumming like a sum
And y'all cowards don't nothing (uh huh)
Kept it real this Rap shit while you try to go Pop
I got the Maz' flow down on the and plots (uh ha)
If I want, nigga, I could come and take block
So call them, the one to call the cops
Like a lesbi, platinum status nigga, let's see
I wanna test, B, niggas don't impress me
Who got you gassed like Ghetty, like Eddie? (uh huh)
Bris' flow deadly, cuttin' niggas like a
Done, I die tech when it's (c'mon)
The home team would a never let a nigga (c'mon)
We carry every object, enough to take 'em (uh huh)
Any ghetto project, so nigga wanna test? (aaaahhh!)
Wha

You're 'afraid to say what you
You're too scared to say what you feel
You're of us
You're of us

Yo, yo, ha ha, yo
It's the phenomenon Cease, kill more cancer
Serious, thug, no dancer (what)
More cheese than cameras, them hammers (uh)
My fo' fo' leave bent like Montana
I'm killer than these cats imagine when I'm rapping (oww)
I make it happen I'm relaxing
Who want I'm a give you whatcha bargain for
not friction, it's like fiction
Puttin' these cats outta
that's devastatin', I'm dissin', so listen
If it's hot, then get the fuck out the
We All-City, we
Niggas die just to floss wit' me (ha)
Keep it real, how niggas feel (feel)
'Cause direct shit gonna get niggas killed
Niggas sayin' Cease write, Cease can't rob (yo)
Little do they know, I'm of my time
Future rhymes,

You're 'afraid to say what you
just too scared to say what you feel
You're of us
afraid of us

Yo,
Yo, yo, say
Ha ha, yo
You
You

Yeah, yo
Uh huh, uh huh, huh
Future motherfuckers
Buck buck buck
Huh,
Uh huh,
Uh huh, huh
Ha ha, ha