Luyện nghe bài hát Goldie Freestyle

Said must be cause a bitch up on the Source
Mutha fuckin right we got the on the source
up ,
Smile every time my face is up in the
I on a biggie,
Pan Amera'd on the
Bangs with the gang get ya popped off
I split bitchies till they get locked jaw
I mirrored them
That pull like triggers
I samplistical on niggas
I'm the sickest of bitches
Okay now hold up, up
they mean
I'm colder,
believe my flow'a show her,
Hold a
Haulin' ass up out my
ask about my slang
I got head shot's for
who copy my frame
She know, he know, we
I fck around and go
When I get smokey up in ego
Better get on my shot's ain't no throw
And with a mojito
for me though
How bitches all want my I could easily go repo
And snatch my shit back , in a black on vest
Smack on that track
Run and combat your raps
hotter than when I leave my perm 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 my wrist
Quite viscous I dislike
they fuck they over cause they pussy at heart
Though you work to bring that quarter Bret Favre
I've tryna get these niggas of me
Can't stack your c-notes so your fingers off key
O-G at keep my shit low key
I cop me a new royce the perpetual rolley
O-D these bitches out more smokin mirrors
and my clique read gags so don't get the chokin near us
Really though , who the illa
I'll wait, Gang unleashed a killa