Luyện nghe bài hát Let the Beat Build Freestyle

Mob baby, like I'm a Gotti
by me, I rhyme 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 Superman I'm the czar
I don't rap, I commit homicide
Make feel like they on the set of Amistad
I got it
You at a if I'm a cry
You wanna see real shit?
Look at me the eyes
I'll turn your previous status into a now
sleepin' on Nickle
I formaldehyde
Write whole album high
Or drunk, it's I advertise
They say I blew up
Because of
And I put too much time into eatin' rapper guys
I'm still
These niggas ain't even
After I'm eatin' them, I have an after artist
I have to call you
You think you the artist
I am
I


Buy
my nigga
He's the
If he gets any flier gonna need propellers
This rap shit is his
In he's the cellar
The is his sanctum boy
a dweller
He only go up them stairs when it's to eat
Niggas go mute whenever his time to speak
You wanna locate my
in the lost and found
And happy Bar Exam 2, it's the thought that
I call rap niggas crunk cause they talk and bounce
That money stay on my mind, like my can count
Ill, ill, he's still sick
Me and patched it up we about to rebuild bitch
Detroit about to rebuild
Proof, Dilla,
Aye
man I does this
Toss dirt on the mud
in a dug ditch
I'm a walkin' Christmas
The evidence is
You don't bet The Presence/present 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 figure
I'm made so I ya
money beat cases
Detroit stand up, make way for the future