Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Rell Freestyle

Nigga what cha money like I doe E ho
Spice the track up like a do bo Sasone a
My Janito
He don't speek no lingo
and he fresh off the plane Puerto Rico
Find a nigga and kill the only thing that he know
He'll ring ya doorbell and pop you right through the
Far as key go
It's gon' get stepped on, cooked up, broke
Probablly get distributed in yo
Block got me grindin', keepin me bright
nigga why Im a ya hustle if mine treatin' me right
And a nigga too busy to get in some beef with a
Keep my bitch up out the bed just to sleep wit my
'cause if I finger fuck my gun and play wit her
She ain't gon' scream I don't feel like it on a nigga
Im sayin my
is real facts, real truth
I will you to go rap about it in a real booth
Spit and pop heron, liquid
park the siz next to ya and tell you get wit that
380's ain't do it fam switch to macks
you talk shit or even think startin' up a war
Plush in my bedroom, mink carpet on the floor
Two spanish bitches runnin' 'round reckless and naked
If you a man I'll bury you wit cha chick
If you a true hustler bury you wit a brick
See the is watchin', more money more haters
Fuck em' all keep flosin', more linen, gators
I rap now, still hit the block for a
A thousand channels sattelite on top of the truck what's really nigga