Luyện nghe bài hát Jockin My Fresh

Quit my fresh

Easily I
The microphone because I ain't no
ya momma to get off of my nuts
She to quit
"Jockin' my fresh" -
I could smoke
Your hypertone, nigga you no loc
Tell your to get off of my dick
And she need to
"Jockin' my fresh" -

1:]
I'm on survival, admire you liar
Who hire, new tires, by you
New buyer, Brunier, the new
line, I think it's lightening
What you think is
Is my ink
I that from L
But I think it's bitin'
Beef is on side of the stage
of fightin'
I write like I pull my pen out the of a grenade
Imperial, serial in front of a mural of Dilla, Proof, Blade
A burial
Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S.
I'm
I'm too
I'm
I will a chicken like a bouchet
I'm
End up with dental
cave
Bitch we Friends
I ain't Buffay
I'm a motherfuckin' like Lupe
Get a lot of
Stylin' I'm a designer
hotter than me
I probably find inside of me
Connected, I probably supply it's eeeeeasy

2:]
The product is Prada
A lotta is stretchy
you tired of findin' time to ride a bitch out of liars
Y'all retired your guns just cause you signed a
I'm the Youth on Truth Mountain on Honest Hill
Who's
I'm tryin' to beyond a mill
Don't call me seven nine's I'm tryin' to find a bill(ion)
is, who is down to kill
Old school like a Buick
Suicide, do a lot of
You ain't got to
Beef is easy to me
Guns, grams, get 'em, got 'em all, strict G
Honestly, round 'em up, found 'em
Down to buck, tuck
till you tired of us
I'm on your like a Yamaka

I'm gonna tell niggas right now. Number one
jockin' my motherfuckin' fresh. Number two
If you ain't feelin' me...you a fuckin' dog