Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Beat Build Freestyle

Mob baby, like I'm a Gotti
Llama by me, I like I'm some kind of kamikaze
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 than I'm the czar
I don't rap, I lyrical homicide
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?
Look at me the eyes
I'll turn your previous status a now demise
sleepin' on Nickle
I formaldehyde
Write your album high
Or drunk, it's I advertise
say I ain't blew up
Because of
And that I put too much into eatin' rapper guys
I'm still
These ain't even appetizers
After I'm finished eatin' them, I an after artist
I have to you retarded
You you half the artist
I am
I


Buy
C'mon my
He's the
If he gets any he's gonna need propellers
rap shit is his house
In fact he's the
The is his sanctum boy
He's a
He go up them stairs when it's time to eat
Niggas go mute whenever it's his to speak
You wanna locate my
Look in the lost and
And happy Bar Exam 2, it's the thought counts
I call these rap niggas crunk cause talk and bounce
That stay on my mind, like my thoughts can count
Ill, he's ill, still sick
Me and Shady patched it up we about to bitch
Detroit to rebuild bitch
Proof, Dilla,
Aye
C'mon man I this
dirt on the mud slingers
Sleep in a dug
I'm a motherfuckerin' walkin'
The is Royce
You don't bet against The in Detroit
But you put me in a box
Cause you gonna a bigger bow
I'm a huge
I got the game in a four
I'm so I shoot ya
Cause money beat
stand up, let's make way for the future