Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmie Dat Freestyle

Welcome to my diary another letter,
I keep that white girl just me Hew Hefner,
I'm Heavy wit da birds so you cop a feather,
and my Money run's like sleeves on a sweater,
damn I it flood I am just bad weather,
or something like sex, i just keep better,
and better... and better... and if life is a clit,
den i'm goin at it like a man up in his bitch,
and I'm fuckin it too do you think I need to quit,
but my flow is so and hip hop is my dick,
so fuck all the men and who don't like it,
i leave em in the ocean like the titanic,
and yes I got dat yah workin on my strip,
and I'm all up in dat ass like is my shyt,
The boy so likes my stick,
I'm the popsicle that all the girls lick,
So let make it clear I am only fun,
And If they on me well the nightmare has begun,
I will crush em 1 by 1 they fake water guns,
And when I make it rain I em beggin for the sun,
Them so soft... I call em hon-ney-bunz,
I'll bring em war wit like... O-bi-Wun,
Wit Guns... so O-Be-Have,
I got em runnin they need Atlanta Braves,