Luyện nghe bài hát Grove St Party freestyle

[Verse 1 - Lil
I got a whole lot of
Pop that for me
My homie got yopper
bang it at a copper
Gangsta party, party, gangsta party!
on my waist
Cook your ass up
All-black .44 do you want
I'm at your face like Oil of Olay
No champagne, but you know my rose
on steroids: Canseco, Jose
No Limit Records: We so 'bout it it
I'm higher than a
Feel like a a f-cking mountain
Illest you know, my accountants still counting
Shots hit him a ago
But his body's still
on the hammer, beam on your forehead
Gotta kill the witnesses Birdman car red
Monster, Eagle Street preacher
Come to funeral, kill everybody but the preacher!
I in Miami, nigga
South Beach ya
Robin Leach, uh how we ballin
You know that I'm loaded but please don't a sweeter
Beat one of you bitch up like John Cena
hoes on your money
Tell them we coming
Before we get it
We ain't saving hoes, we
party, gangsta party, gangsta party!
Big Desert Eagle, call it "shotty"
you get that money?
Stunna me that
The zan took me
brought me back
I'm leaning on you
Like I a flat
And that Glock back like a old Starter hat
What the lick read? I'm in the big
I'm a breath of air
Let the breathe!
I'm trying to
But I had to do it, dev
I'm at the like
"I had to do it, rev!"
you my big brother
I a wig for you
Put on ? repeat
Until they me
Moment of clarity:
That's my game
I a fine bitch
Cause I the finer things
F-ck me slime
No brain on the
got nothing in mind
Carter 4, they ain't f-cking with
I that Sorry 4 The Wait
To up for the time

2 - Lil B]
Yeah I do my thang, bitch
BasedGod, came in with the ballers
Iced out chain,
I'm rich off that same
See 5 hoes on my dick, bitch, it's
Westside, Bay Area
Bitch, I'll em
Gritty boy shit, from the angles
On a cradle and you niggas can't stop me
Shouts out to Maine getting rich and cocky.
Bitches Westside
out to Weezy
Young with that .55 heater
187 bitch, I put it to 11
With that tiny shirt
And the tiny mane
I'm on BasedWorld and I with cash Money my niggas.
understand man
The like a chain
Woo woo! Swag, bitch, man
Off the top, I'm a hitter
My life a painting
And I paint you a picture,
Thing about it: a young paid-ass
This that stunt bitch, I just do's it
Lil B and I'll muthaf-ckin prove it
We