Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Beat Build Freestyle

Mob affiliated baby, I'm a Gotti
Llama by me, I rhyme like I'm some of kamikaze
I'm the head of rap shit
I got a lot of back like
me, plus, I'm The Body
I'm the God
You than I'm the czar
I don't rap, I lyrical homicide
Make feel like they on the set of Amistad
I got it
You at a if I'm a cry
You wanna see some real
Look at me the eyes
I'll turn your previous status a now demise
Whoever on Nickle
I spit
Write whole album high
Or drunk, it's what I
They say I blew up
of sabotage
And that I put too much time into eatin' guys
I'm still
These niggas even appetizers
After I'm finished them, I have an after artist
I have to you retarded
You think you half the
I am
I


Buy
C'mon my
the seller
If he gets any flier he's gonna need
This rap shit is his
In fact the cellar
The underground is his boy
He's a
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 crunk cause they talk and bounce
That money on my mind, like my thoughts can count
Ill, ill, he's still sick
Me and Shady patched it up we to rebuild bitch
about to rebuild bitch
Proof, Dilla,
Aye
man I does this
Toss dirt on the mud
Sleep in a dug
I'm a motherfuckerin' walkin'
The is Royce
You don't bet 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 made so I ya
Cause money cases
Detroit stand up, make way for the future