Luyện nghe bài hát Litty Freestyle

1]
What's up with you R&B niggas tryna turn rappers and (Joyner, Joyner)
You should just stay in your lane, bro, you like PaRappa the Rapper (Yeah, yeah)
I'm looking down on you when you talk to me, you should grab you a
You swung at me, only jabbed at my
Watch you disappear you abracadabra (Poosh)
Now grab me a
You got hits but you lacking a swagger (Yeah)
I'm still the shit, bitch, so that matter
Don't call me a kid, I'm your papi and (Hahaha)
You get splattered and
You an' Trippie better have you some (Hol' up)
Ren and Stimpy looking and staggered
And when I 'em, they get madder and madder
Time to get litty, bitch, all that singin' (Yeah)
You challenge me, what the is you thinking? (Woo)
Way too much weed, the fuck is you drinkin'?
I brought the tsunami, you are sinkin' (Brrrat)
I'm glad that you
Leave all that lyrical shit up to me, I'm a that bang
Bring all your Prada back to [?] (Brrrat)
all that autotune back to T-Pain
I swear you R&B rappers is
You okay but you nobody favorite (Yeah)
You a'ight but you ain't nobody
5'3", you nobody dangerous (Brat)
Maybe weed you were smoking, had you feeling confident
have a real conversation (Boom)
Maybe doctor put something inside of your head
When you got new hairline replacement (Brrrat)

Why you bring my name up in the place, Tory? (Huh)
You ain't with me on my worst day, Tory
Wasn't better than me I was in first grade, Tory
We can do this every or on your birthday, Tory (Dook, dook, dook, dook)
Every summer, every winter, every day, Tory (Joyner)
Tuesday, every Thursday, Tory
It's be a motherfuckin' anniversary, Tory
You fucked up, now you need first aid, Tory (Dook, dook, dook, dook)

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I'm the leader of the new school with a screw (Woo)
All you niggas Blues Clues a fruit juice (Woo)
your Jimmy Choo shoes into FUBU, nigga
You do what you can, I do what I to
I get litty in bitch for my city (Yuh)
few real niggas left, they ain't many (Yuh)
They compare me to Em, compare you to Iggy (Oh)
They compare me to Meth, they you to Dizzy (Oh, oh)
I'm Leonardo Da Vinci, I paint a picture color
I already got and I don't need a butler (Yeah)
We already got Drake and we don't need
I don't got space but I'ma eat your supper (Woo)
You know Joyner got a hotter
I'ma do Travis should've did a while ago (Woo)
I'ma do what Drake did a while ago
Throw your ass off a cliff, you say, "Geronimo"
you had one chance, now you slumped on (Duh)
Go back in the booth, make another song (Duh)
What you gon' do when the fucking blunt's
'Cause I wanted all the smoke, I ain't puff long (No)
Nigga, I packing a black MAC with it wrapped in a backpack
With a and I'm Mad Max in the back of the black cab
With a gat and a snapback, put a cap in yo' fat
you and your wack little Cat in the Hat raps
Finna if you jab back, and I clap at you mad fast
When you sing, you ain't half bad, but you rapping Ras Kass
And I bet you mad sad 'cause you 'bout to get laughed at
And buried in trash and left in a hatchback, my nigga
in front of the corner store, whoa
Mobbin' a lot in the corridor,
Breakin' shit you don't want no more
Fightin' when nobody a war
Rob at the haters, sing like the Commodores
I got some shit you ain't saw
the key and I lock the door
Tory, you gotta hide no more
Come out and play, you my prey, you the goat, I'm a
Oh, you hate, that's normal
You gonna do what you supposed to ('Posed to)
I remember when hoes called me old news
Now when cheat, I'm the go-to (Joyner)
on the street's I ain't one to get close to
I was hopeless, now I'm (Yuh)
I done my own way like I'm supposed to
All you niggas did you was told to (Yeah)
Tory, why all your songs always like a rerun, nigga? (Huh)
I just want my refund, nigga (Huh)
looking ass, go and eat some', nigga
I never had to get my fucking teeth done, nigga (Hahaha)
When I you, I ain't running to you, bleed some, nigga (Yuh)
Oh, you wan' be some (Yuh)
Me and had Trippie Redd bitch on the couch
She was us a threesome, nigga

Why you my name up in the first place, Tory? (Yeah)
You ain't fucking with me on my worst day, (Uh)
Wasn't better than me when I was in first grade,
We can do this every on your birthday, Tory (Brrrat)
summer, every winter, every Earth day, Tory
Every Tuesday, Thursday, Tory
It's gon' be a motherfucking anniversary,
You done fucked up, now you need first aid,

So now we got that out the way, hmph
Let's a record, nigga