Luyện nghe bài hát G-Day Freestyle II

*Rambo
You fuckin' up man
Better correct little mister

1]
Come correct when you wit' a real nigga
Stripes on all the time, Freddy fit
Lane brain kickin
What's yo nigga
Finna take all my young boy, need a raise nigga
In a nigga
Muddy drank, pink, but my tag thicker
Thick bitch, around might have to make her thicker
pictures for these niggas so my vision clearer
Body bag ya bitch, I ain't shit
She fucked you cause she seen you on my gram and shit
You wanna on bad hoes that's a average bitch
Know my stamina's never low you know I'm bagin'
Thirsty nigga flippin' E, he add the bitch
Woah, woah,
That boy no star, hop in my car
Ion take no bars, I just spit bars
bloody Tech
All she get is quit, crackin' at yo
Whoa, aye,

Slide to
Vest, thumbin' through a new check
Bulldog on the I love my pet
Fuck a blue check, ain't no Twitter
If he got an issue, we can fix it
Red dot, clean shot, ain't no nigga
Tried to tell them fuck boy Warhol just be chillin'
Diamonds on my neck, Frosty he should be chillin'

2]
Whoa,
Give her chilly
Make a couple calls, fuck them might to do a drill
Ima solider, I just tied my shits
Young boy Kodak polin', love my
Red carpet, need a Prada
Ellis, steady copping shit
Walk up in the bank my shorty shit
out wit' ten bands, Warhol love my fans
Who the mans, wit' my partner
up wit' the four of fizzle, steady droppin' niggas
I'm Flash we always flexin' hard
Ion need Goyard, Ion a fraud
Aye whoa, aye whoa, aye

Slide to
Bulletproof Vest, thumbin' a new check
Bulldog on the I love my pet
Fuck a blue check, ain't no Twitter
If he got an issue, we can fix it
Red dot, clean shot, ain't no missin'
Tried to them fuck boy Warhol just be chillin' nigga
Diamonds on my neck, Frosty he should be chillin'

Woah, he be chillin'
Diamonds on my where they should be chillin'
Diamonds on my neck where they should be
My G-Day you already how we feelin' nigga
My you already know how we feelin'
slow