Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Yuh Freestyle

Ok I'm but you can call me nada
my old G which makes me a Don Dada
say I'm a cutta cuz my hair like a shotta
the feds like to follow my bread like to knot up
so roll up the Marley my eyes are low up in party
I'm for a (?)
where my eyes at
Prada my feets at
you aint gon find
ask me where my at
you could never out
nine nine five haters in my eye sight
more about
better download
(?) my DL's on the down
em in the closet MJ Noami
I need no friends (?)
my broad is a
broads out broads out Southeast
Killer uptown, load NBA trick
never my heart to hoes that want my play sh-t
digger sonar, roam like it aint nothing
(?) but what I made from it
straight stuntin
purple 8 hundred
I better get the four Rose had the
read sh-t
ATL was sippin
Magic city them
Gucci (?) cover my I think I'm Gilligan
I don't really with the feds (?)
if they not talking no than we aint listening
straight lane them
we aint playing for rings and that trophy I mention I let em keep
Reggie Bush Im murking my (car dash in)
might as crash and pass it to Miles Austin
thats how I'm going, want but now I'm on
A couple poems a songs and now its on
and this woman is the way that I perform
(?)
out my n-gga miles
they stop the whole game everytime I come
and me and rappers don't share no common ground
a sphere they a square they can't even come around
I aint finished yet, I finished yet
bitches me, houston like spinach dip (?)
get it I got that flow, Winnepeg
this is I am in a different World, Winnefred
Tulisa all Caprices, (?) so far gone going on (?)
and me and my (?) and (?)
so everytime I em in the mall I gotta re-up
and ya'll gotta relax talking bout he wack
or they be over you word to P-Rock
riding in a CL, I never see jail
and if I do I know my momma gon be well
(?) love em whether she it,
the youngest outta two see (?) while she up
when they hate I give a whole f-ck
I have sh-t haze purple half cents
I dollars for a young'un never had sense
I have sins so my parents had lent
now I'm it everything lavish I'm ballin
LeBron low I was maverick
Ravishing, rude of rappin you bastards
and i just want to her
she all I can handle

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