Luyện nghe bài hát G-Day Freestyle II

*Rambo
You up shit man
come correct little mister

1]
Come correct when you fuckin' a real nigga
Stripes on all the time, Krueger fit
Lane switchin' brain
yo name nigga
Finna take all my young boy, need a raise nigga
In a nigga
Muddy drank, pink, but my tag thicker
Thick bitch, fuck around might to make her thicker
Painting for these niggas so my vision clearer
Body bag ya bitch, I ain't taggin'
She just 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 shit
nigga flippin' E, he gotta add the bitch
Woah, woah,
That boy no star, hop in my car
Ion take no bars, I just these bars
Sippin' Tech
All she get is quit, at yo neck
Whoa, aye,

Slide to
Bulletproof Vest, through a new check
on the passenger 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 fuck boy Warhol just be chillin' nigga
Diamonds on my neck, Frosty where he should be

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

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

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