Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Beat Build Freestyle

Mob affiliated baby, I'm a Gotti
Llama by me, I rhyme like I'm kind of kamikaze
I'm the of this rap shit
I got a lot of like Buffie
Trust me, plus, I'm The
I'm the God
You Superman I'm the czar
I rap, I commit 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
at me around the eyes
I'll turn your status into a now demise
sleepin' on Nickle
I formaldehyde
Write whole album high
Or drunk, what I advertise
say I ain't blew up
Because of
And that I put too much time into rapper guys
I'm hungry
These niggas ain't appetizers
After I'm eatin' them, I have an after artist
I to call you retarded
You you half the artist
I am
I


Buy
my nigga
He's the
If he gets any flier he's need propellers
rap shit is his house
In fact the cellar
The underground is his boy
a dweller
He only go up 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 Bar Exam 2, it's the thought that counts
I these rap niggas crunk cause they talk and bounce
money stay on my mind, like my thoughts can count
Ill, he's ill, he's sick
Me and Shady patched it up we about to bitch
Detroit to rebuild bitch
Proof, Dilla,
Aye
C'mon man I this
Toss dirt on the mud
in a dug ditch
I'm a walkin' Christmas
The evidence is
You bet against The Presence/present in Detroit
But you put me in a box
you gonna need a bigger bow
I'm a gift
I got the game in a four
I'm so I shoot ya
Cause money cases
Detroit stand up, make way for the future