Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Beat Build Freestyle

Mob baby, like I'm a Gotti
Llama by me, I rhyme like I'm some kind of
I'm the of this rap shit
I got a lot of like Buffie
me, plus, I'm The Body
I'm the God
You Superman I'm the czar
I don't rap, I commit lyrical
Make niggas feel like on the set of Amistad
I got it
You at a if I'm a cry
You wanna see some shit?
at me around the eyes
I'll turn your previous status into a now
sleepin' on Nickle
I formaldehyde
Write your whole high
Or drunk, it's what I
They say I blew up
Because of
And that I put too much into eatin' rapper guys
I'm hungry
These niggas even appetizers
After I'm eatin' them, I have an after artist
I have to call you
You you half the artist
I am
I


Buy
C'mon my
the seller
If he gets any flier he's gonna need
This rap is his house
In fact he's the
The is his sanctum boy
a dweller
He only go up them stairs it's time to eat
Niggas go mute it's his time to speak
You wanna my mind
Look in the lost and
And Bar Exam 2, it's the thought that counts
I call these rap niggas cause they talk and bounce
That money stay on my mind, like my thoughts can
Ill, ill, he's still sick
Me and Shady patched it up we to rebuild bitch
Detroit about to bitch
Proof, Dilla,
Aye
C'mon man I does
dirt on the mud slingers
Sleep in a dug
I'm a motherfuckerin' Christmas
The evidence is
You bet against The Presence/present in Detroit
But you put me in a box
Cause you need a bigger bow
I'm a huge
I got the game in a four
I'm so I shoot ya
Cause money cases
Detroit stand up, let's way for the future