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 swallow till they get locked jaw
I mirrored figures
That statistics like triggers
I move samplistical on
I'm just the sickest of
now hold up, hold up
Fuck mean
I'm colder,
best believe my show her,
Hold a
ass up out my lane
better ask my slang
I got head for bitches
who trana copy my
She know, he know, we
I fck and go Debo
I get smokey up in your ego
Better get on my shot's no free throw
And Givenchy a mojito
for me though
How bitches all my swag I could easily go repo
And snatch my shit back , in a on black vest
Smack attack on track
Run and combat your whack
Niggas hotter than when I my perm in for too long
And I gave a fuck about a nigger who on
I'm like one of
I'm my own
type on my rich
White my wrist
Quite I dislike snitches
they fuck they over cause they pussy at heart
Though you work to that quarter back Bret Favre
I've been tryna get niggas of me
Can't even stack your so your fingers off key
O-G at keep my shit low key
I just cop me a new the perpetual rolley
O-D bitches fake out more smokin mirrors
and my clique read thru gags so get the chokin near us
Really though , who the illa
wait, Taylor Gang unleashed a killa