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 shot you stuck in the cross
of a semi-au-to through your nach-o
See I gave a once, now I do not though
Hello, hello, I, lit up like a yellow
Like a young Jesco White, on a mellow-yellow
Chip a tooth when that pebble flies, back at that Chevy
Seen the world the Devil's eyes, he dared me to make a deal
I decline, king of mine, that's a waste of
Give me a break, on the snake, let 'em taste the lines
Cowboy boots scaled a plate of dimes
Black suede dress to create a grime
You let your fangs hang, haters can't do a thang
But complain, and shame, claiming to gang-bang
That same bitch that you to bang came
To my like Su-Sussudio and show me brain games
See visionaries ain't got no problem with
I just wake up like a and hop up and fucking do it
No explanation on how I drop my music
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 Cleveland, looking for a reason
for a tie, looking for a suit
That and Roll Hall-of-Fame is due
Overdue, but the road is
When you it's no-one's clue
No one knows, where it
Where been or what to do
But me in a nutshell bro
Going nuts,
Oh a dream, row your boats
Sow your oats, all the beans
Ain't no gas, kid lets rock, buy the bot, not with the lean
In my coat when I fucking pop, like a in the morning gleam
a rain, in the spring, Michael 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 hat, pork pie
Stick you to Get Buck, Three-6 is our war cry
Kids are playing Fortnite, I was short-sight
Didn't see tomorrow, I just one more bite
So I started stealing, chopping parts under the porch
I just wanted than what Mamma could afford, why?
Cause I am a son of a bitch! as you ever saw
Shut up and duck or get hit, with this here y'all
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 words, stay woke, and tattoo both eye lids
Y'all bitches sleeping on me? I need my own
I come with for you bots, go take a nap in the den
While I master a plan with the Mathers again
Slum-Shady, I'm plumb-crazy and again
But when that trash in the atmosphere like a ravenous
When I pass in black Cadillac, with Travis and em'
Yeah, and its so much fun at it again
I might need 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 black and strike a pose

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

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