Luyện nghe bài hát Hip-Hop Drunkies Freestyle

1
What yall get off of my dick, I got an album to do
I spit a punch line now you get til 2002
I know your type, get wild a crew
And get powdery blue, you cant be proud to be you
I get love like a child with a flu, you dont to battle me
The from the crowdll be Ouuu
matter if you my age or old as my pops
I got for new beef that come straight out the box
Its nothing to bag your bitch, her holding my cock
Doing laundry half naked folding my
I know niggaz that I grew up with, roll with the cops
And got found beat the up, swollen with knots
Brother fucking up in school so I him to stop
Cause if the coach see your grades he aint holding your
I got plans to leave my neck and hands with rocks
So every bitch when I pose on the block
my flow hit the top, its the rose or the drop
Bring the weed and on the road with the wop
Play hot boy and get a cold chop
back quarter roll hole in your top
The hoe love the way I put her toes in a
Blows in her spot, middle rows your block
They say Im to smart to
So want me in that newest spring wear
Called design
I love vanilla to the chocolate
So I show up at parades, unless its for the march of dimes

2
If words kill, Id probably average a body a bar
Beef I put air in the side of your car
Dro come with smiley faces on the of jar
Blades put smiley faces on the of your jaw
Im sick of the law, gamble trips on the floor
Fuck a tour, I send you on a to the floor
Im like friends borrow clothes,
to draw, dipped in velour
Since a kid shoplift in the
You listened before, something hot slipped in the door
Name Banks, hard dicking whore
Im too for one borough, yall can all get a piece of Lloyd
Beefll show up on your porch like pizza
Teachers me Fs so I gave the teachers noise
Who ever thought a drop outd be on the with toys
I got arms, two for fighting
One for fucking, my other onell have you

3
I know why you mad, told I was hot didnt they
Well cover nose I got a whole lot of shit to say
You sound like me, spit it in a way
You aint write no hits, nigga put wrist away
Every you see me, Im looking like its picture day
Im athletic, I dip dive, shit for the
Im the no surprise, buts, if, or mays
I put DNA all up in bitches braids
How you eating when you like you sick with AIDS
Beating me will happen like nick parades
While you inhaling nickel bags, Im blowing out a fifth of
Im a be around when the forget the
No free-bes, now you gotta pay me
I turn niggaz like you, into butts
And I aint DJ, but I you eighty cuts
Nigga Im a grown ass man go battle lady