Luyện nghe bài hát I Got The Keys (Freestyle)

Yeah, I'm to have fun now, so you know

I got the keys, keys,
I got the keys, keys,
Y'all are the kings, kings,
I up to squeeze
Y'all are the kings, kings,
Well, I'm about to see, I'm to see
I scrilla like a art dealer
I'm large money that's been for the small printer
Homocide business got me flipping like I'm cartwheeling
I'm Godzilla wearing Margiela in the inside of the Guitar Center
Got the mental
Got me off a little at the dog kennel
Keys open doors, I said keys doors, squeeze open fours
Leave your boys leaking, your overlord lookin' like some old weave on the floor
Please don't ignore me, I'm to war
weed in a foreign toy
My shooters killing anything I'm towards
Anything I'm towards
I would swing this mic when I'm rhyming, thought I bring it
I'm what you'd get if Wap were to rob a marksman
Robert Markman, a dead eye Genius
A Jedi demon, he sip promethazine, I bet I him
I made a million, I ain't out, I just got the hell out Neiman's
Nigga, my chips up, ask me am I in my P-R, I, I you just so I could spell out Pringles
I'm in the club, I shell out singles
I'm the flowing boss sweaping semis, one
or tails, either way, you are about to let Hakeem in
I came in here to the crime rate
on top of bodies on me
I got skeletons in my closet that do the "Famous" video with Kanye
My status loony, nigga, I my chrome
I Mac and Uzi more than Donald Glover that song "Bad and Boujee"
"Bad and Boujee", I'm a black mooly
With an in a padded room full of savage ghoulies
Eratic
I don't battle, I look at battle dudes "Battle? Who, me?"
Fuck you niggas, I'm steady waiting, I fed him
You know devil's food, them Betty Cakes
And I got for them crooked cops too, let him pray
Turn his day Freddie Gray
Let that machete him, set him straight
Let it devastate, let his levitate, let the levies break
I'm murderous, I got in my verbiage
I'm a wavy rhymer, a rider
I'm a 89'er with diamonds
At the furrier, Saint sipping Merlot
You would never catch me with the burner
Hundred in mouth like Ted DiBiase did to Virgil
Rolling over these hurdles playing C Murder then I'm playing G
Gang of cash on me, keep the with me since I became a sinner
Black youngster, I don't know if I'mma tip the waitress
Or it rain for dinner
I don't know if I'mma sign a deal or stay independent, it's not just a simple
Aston Martin topless I'm weighing my options on the triple beams
Learning that ain't about the expensive shit, it's about the simple things
Like a sexy side bitch with zipper lip, clit nipple
You can not stop what is going
African bitch got her on my lap
The blacker she is, the she is
I was called tarbaby growing and I'm up to par
I see the police
I address them as top of the 'cause I feel above the law
Riding, do I look like I am supplying the Fuck raw
I am the plug, raw
You niggas is as much action as a buttoned-up bra
I'm taking instrumental, going Ted Bundy on it
Out here cooking so the original sound like it's Peg Bundy on it
I'm Christmas gifting, wrapping shit
I fit the description of accidents in the axel of the
I have an immaculate
You a image of accidental flatulence
All it takes to be a gang banger on wax these
Is the engineer that in and patch you in
Yes, sir, I'm too to stress ya
I'm cool, calm, and
I'm electric, you Electra
If I catch ya you gone on the
Now
How much protection does a vest and get ya?
Especially when you armed weapons stepping in the wrong direction of armageddon
Uh, keys, keys, got the keys, keys
Ride up and squeeze,
are the kings, kings, heh, well, I'm about to see