Luyện nghe bài hát Jesco White (Freestyle)

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

One drop or a knot from boss
You might get with the fist or shot what you stuck in the cross
of a semi-au-to through your nach-o
See I gave a fuck once, now I do not
Hello, hello, I, lit up like a light
Like a Jesco White, on a mellow-yellow high
Chip a tooth when that pebble flies, at that Chevy wheel
Seen the world through the Devil's eyes, he dared me to make a
I decline, of mine, that's a waste of time
Give me a break, spit on the snake, let 'em the lines
Cowboy boots scaled like a plate of
suede pressed dress to create a grime
You let fangs hang, haters can't do a dang thang
But complain, comment and shame, claiming to
That same bitch that you double-tapping to came
To my show like Su-Sussudio and me brain games
See visionaries ain't got no problem execution
I just wake up a prophet and hop up and fucking do it
No logical on how I drop my music
I find a socket, plug it in pocket and lock into it
Oh, a wonderful feeling
Gotta take a and do some 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 Rock and Roll is due
Overdue, but the is loosie
When you invade no-one's clue
No one knows, it goes
Where you've or what to do
But me in a nutshell bro
Going nuts,
Oh what a dream, row your
Sow your oats, all with the
Ain't no gas, kid rock, buy with the bot, not with the lean
In my coat when I 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 four-five, come on in the doors-wide
So deep that your-tribe, welcome to the north side
Look up in the back, that Heisenberg hat, pie
Stick you to Get Buck, Three-6 is our war cry
Kids are playing Fortnite, I was playing
Didn't see tomorrow, I just one more bite
So I started stealing, parts under the porch light
I wanted better than what Mamma could afford, why?
Cause I am a son of a bitch! as you ever saw
Shut up and or get hit, with this here pepper y'all
Huddle-up with your fucked clique, and hit some
Suck a dick, sucka suck shit, all through an 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 cots for you bots, go a nap in the den
While I master a plan with the mastering Mathers
Slum-Shady, I'm and laughing again
But when that trash in the atmosphere like a ravenous
When I pass in that black Cadillac, Travis and em'
Yeah, and its so fun going at it again
I just 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 the notes, now look in your black mirror and strike a pose

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

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