Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie Freestyle

Said It's must be cause a bitch up on the
Mutha fuckin right we got the on the source
up ,
Smile time my face is up in the source
I on a biggie,
Pan on the Porsche
Bangs the gang get ya blocked popped off
I split bitchies swallow they get locked jaw
I mirrored figures
That statistics like triggers
I move on niggas
I'm just the of bitches
now hold up, hold up
Fuck they
I'm colder,
best my flow'a show her,
a stroller
Haulin' ass up out my
better ask my slang
I got head for bitches
who trana copy my
She know, he know, we
I fck around and go
I get smokey up in your ego
Better get on my shot's ain't no throw
And Givenchy with a
Easy for me
How bitches all want my swag I easily go repo
And snatch my shit back , in a black on black
Smack attack on that
Run and your whack raps
Niggas hotter than when I leave my in for too long
And I never a fuck about a nigger who on
I'm one of them
I'm my own
bitches on my rich
White dishes my
Quite viscous I snitches
they fuck they nigga over cause they pussy at
you work to bring that quarter back Bret Favre
I've been tryna get niggas of me
Can't stack your c-notes so your fingers off key
O-G at heart keep my low key
I just cop me a new the perpetual rolley
O-D bitches fake out more smokin mirrors
and my clique read thru so don't get the chokin near us
Really though , who the illa
I'll wait, Taylor Gang a killa