Luyện nghe bài hát Jesco White (Freestyle)

Billy!
MWA Bitch!
Low-fashion
Mr. Don Corleone!

One or a knot from this boss
You might get rocked with the fist or what you stuck in the cross
of a semi-au-to through your nach-o
See I a fuck once, now I do not though
Hello, hello, I, lit up like a light
Like a Jesco White, on a mellow-yellow high
Chip a tooth that pebble flies, back at that Chevy wheel
Seen the world through the Devil's eyes, he me to make a deal
I decline, king of mine, a waste of time
Give me a break, on the snake, let 'em taste the lines
Cowboy boots scaled like a of dimes
Black pressed dress to create a grime
You let your hang, haters can't do a dang thang
But complain, comment and shame, claiming to
That bitch that you double-tapping to bang came
To my show like Su-Sussudio and show me brain
See visionaries ain't got no problem with
I wake up like a prophet and hop up and fucking do it
No logical explanation on how I drop my
I just find a socket, plug it in and lock into it
Oh, what a wonderful
Gotta take a minute and do breathing
Ain't take a day off work since I went and took Cleveland, for a reason
Looking for a tie, looking for a
That Rock and Roll is due
Overdue, but the is loosie
When you it's no-one's clue
No one knows, it goes
Where you've been or to do
But that's me in a bro
nuts, deja-vu
Oh a dream, row your boats
Sow your oats, all with the
Ain't no gas, kid lets rock, buy the bot, not with the lean
In my coat I fucking pop, like a mushroom in the morning gleam
After a rain, in the spring, Wayne, yeah-that's me
Got it locked, is key
Got it hot in the C-
O-U-N-T-R-Y, Catfish in sore eyes
If you want that four-five, on in the doors-wide
So deep that said your-tribe, welcome to the north
Look up in the back, that Heisenberg hat, pie
Stick you to that Get Buck, is our war cry
Kids are playing Fortnite, I was short-sight
Didn't see tomorrow, I just wanted one more
So I started stealing, chopping parts under the light
I just wanted better than what Mamma afford, why?
Cause I am a son of a bitch! Hard as you saw
Shut up and duck or get hit, with this here pepper
Huddle-up with your fucked clique, and hit methanol
Suck a dick, suck shit, all through an effin' straw
Naw he didn't-oh, yes the I did!
Now take these words, stay woke, and tattoo eye lids
Y'all bitches on me? I need my own Hilton
I come with for you bots, go take a nap in the den
While I master a plan with the mastering Mathers
Slum-Shady, I'm plumb-crazy and again
But when that in the atmosphere like a ravenous wind
When I pass in that black Cadillac, Travis and em'
Yeah, and its so fun going at it again
I just might to sing a bit, go get some practice and then
So let me clear my throat, let me see if I hear the
I hear the notes, now look in your mirror and strike a pose

Ain't it good to be
Everybody your name
But you walk around here shameless
90% of y'all so

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