Luyện nghe bài hát G-Day Freestyle II

*Rambo
You fuckin' up man
Better come correct little

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, might need a nigga
In a wrath
Muddy drank, pink, but my tag thicker
Thick bitch, around might have to make her thicker
Painting for these niggas so my vision clearer
Body bag ya bitch, I ain't shit
She just fucked you she seen you on my gram and shit
You fuck on bad hoes that's a average bitch
Know my stamina's never low you I'm bagin' shit
Thirsty nigga flippin' E, he gotta add the
Woah, woah,
boy no star, come hop in my car
Ion take no bars, I just these bars
Sippin' bloody
All she get is quit, at yo neck
Whoa, aye,

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

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

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

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