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 time to now (uh ha)
Brace be around your hip from the waist
Keep it calm and react
be the Zodiac
Lo, we back, cock, so these cats won't
You see the face through the open mask,
Open gash, throw me cash
We gon blow, front row, do
I'm a what you call a dog *Dog
Fucking girls that do hair in
Lunatic when Doc spit, four walls (uh ha)
Sick therapy got you in the raw (uh ha)
Cocky mass, I put the axe in the
Massacre, off Branson jars
I'll strip your hoe, strip your
Even that black line on your Master Card
Card, card,

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

BK niggas, hold it correct (uh ha)
Been a long time coming, niggas start running
Do more than
Dumming a fifty-dollar sum
And y'all cowards don't nothing (uh huh)
Kept it real with this Rap while you try to go Pop
I got the Maz' flow down on the schemes and (uh ha)
If I want, nigga, I could come and your block
So call them, the first one to the cops
a lesbi, strictly platinum status nigga, let's see
I wanna test, B, niggas don't impress me
Who got you gassed like Ghetty, funny like (uh huh)
Bris' flow deadly, cuttin' like a machete
Done, I die when it's indirect (c'mon)
The home team a never let a nigga disrespect (c'mon)
We carry every object, ammo to take 'em (uh huh)
Any ghetto project, so what nigga wanna (aaaahhh!)
Wha

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

Yo, yo, ha ha, yo
It's the phenomenon Cease, kill more than
Serious, thug, no dancer (what)
More than cameras, cock them hammers (uh)
My fo' fo' leave bent like Montana
I'm killer than these could imagine when I'm rapping (oww)
I it happen when I'm relaxing
Who want action? I'm a give you whatcha for
It's not friction, 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 rather die just to wit' me (ha)
Keep it real, fuck how niggas (feel)
'Cause this direct gonna get niggas killed
sayin' Cease can't write, Cease can't rob (yo)
Little do they know, I'm ahead of my
Future rhymes,

You're 'afraid to say what you
You're just too 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