Luyện nghe bài hát G-Day Freestyle II

*Rambo
You up shit man
Better correct little mister

1]
Come correct you fuckin' wit' a real nigga
on all the time, Freddy Krueger fit
Lane brain kickin
yo name nigga
Finna take all my young boy, might need a nigga
In a wrath
drank, kissin' pink, but my tag thicker
Thick bitch, fuck around have to make her thicker
pictures for these niggas so my vision clearer
Body bag ya bitch, I ain't taggin'
She just fucked you 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 spit these bars
Sippin' bloody
All she get is quit, crackin' at yo
Whoa, aye,

Slide to
Vest, thumbin' through a new check
Bulldog on the passenger I 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
Tried to tell fuck boy Warhol just be chillin' nigga
Diamonds on my neck, Frosty where he be chillin'

2]
Whoa,
Give her chilly
Make a couple calls, fuck them might to do a drill
Ima Percy solider, I just tied my
Young boy Kodak polin', love my
Red carpet, a Prada bitch
Perry Ellis, steady copping
Walk up in the bank my shorty droppin'
Came out wit' ten bands, Warhol my fans
Who the mans, wit' my partner
Pull up wit' the four of fizzle, steady droppin'
I'm with we always flexin' hard
Ion need Goyard, Ion a fraud
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, ain't no nigga
Tried to tell them fuck boy just be chillin' nigga
Diamonds on my neck, Frosty where he be chillin'

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