Luyện nghe bài hát I Got The Keys (Freestyle)

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

I got the keys, keys,
I got the keys, keys,
are the kings, kings, kings
I up to squeeze
Y'all are the kings, kings,
Well, I'm to see, I'm about to see
I scrilla like a art dealer
I'm large money that's been augmented for the printer
Homocide got me side flipping like I'm cartwheeling
I'm Godzilla wearing Margiela in the mall of the Guitar Center
Got the mental
Got me off a little at the dog kennel
open doors, I said keys open doors, squeeze open fours
Leave your leaking, leave your overlord lookin' like some old weave on the floor
Please ignore me, I'm going to war
weed in a foreign toy
My shooters killing I'm pointing towards
Anything I'm pointing
I would swing this mic when I'm rhyming, thought I better it
I'm you'd get if Fetty Wap were to rob a marksman
With Robert Markman, a eye Genius
A Jedi demon, he sip promethazine, I bet I him
I a million, I ain't sell out, I just got the hell out Neiman's
Nigga, my chips up, ask me am I in my P-R, I, I stop you just so I could out Pringles
I'm in the strip club, I out singles
I'm the boss sweaping semis, pick one
Head or tails, way, you are about to let Hakeem in
I came in here to grow the crime
on top of bodies on me
I got skeletons in my closet that could do the "Famous" video Kanye
My status loony, nigga, I my chrome
I Mac and Uzi more than Donald Glover love that "Bad and Boujee"
"Bad and Boujee", I'm a black addict
With an attitude in a padded full of savage ghoulies
Eratic
I don't battle, I at battle dudes like "Battle? Who, me?"
you niggas, I'm steady waiting, I fed him bake
You know that devil's food, them Betty
And I got for them crooked cops too, let him pray
Turn his wedding day Gray
Let that machete him, set him straight
Let it devastate, let his soul levitate, let the break
I'm murderous, I got Reaganomics in my
I'm a wavy rhymer, a Mercedes
I'm a 89'er Cartier diamonds
At the furrier, Laurent sipping Merlot
You never catch me boxing with the burner
Hundred in your mouth Ted DiBiase did to Virgil
Rolling over these hurdles playing C Murder then I'm G Herbo
of cash on me, keep the thumper with me since I became a sinner
Black youngster, I don't know if tip the waitress tonight
Or make it for dinner
I don't know if I'mma a deal or stay independent, it's not just a simple thing
Aston Martin topless while I'm weighing my options on the triple
Learning that life ain't about the expensive shit, it's about the simple
Like a sexy side bitch zipper lip, clit nipple rings
You can not stop is already going
bitch got her face on my lap
The she is, the badder she is
I was tarbaby growing and I'm feeling up to par
I see the police
I them as top of the morning 'cause I feel above the law
Riding, do I look I am supplying the drugs? Fuck raw
I am the plug, raw
You niggas is about as action as a buttoned-up bra
I'm taking everybody instrumental, going Ted on it
Out here cooking so much the original like it's Peg Bundy on it
I'm Christmas gifting, y'all shit
I fit the description of accidents in the axel of the
I have an immaculate
You a splitting of accidental flatulence
All it takes to be a gang on wax these days
Is the that come 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 ya you gone on the stretcher
Now
How much protection does a and armor get ya?
Especially you armed with weapons stepping in the wrong direction of armageddon
Uh, keys, keys, got the keys, keys
up and squeeze, squeeze
Y'all are the kings, kings, heh, well, I'm to see