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 you talk to me, you should grab you a ladder
You swung at me, jabbed at my bladder
you disappear like you abracadabra (Poosh)
Now grab me a
You got some hits but you lacking a (Yeah)
I'm still the shit, bitch, so doesn't matter
call me a kid, I'm your papi and dada (Hahaha)
You get splattered and
You an' Trippie better have you backup (Hol' up)
Ren and looking agi' and staggered
And when I kill 'em, get madder and madder
to get litty, bitch, fuck all that singin' (Yeah)
You challenge me, what the fuck is you (Woo)
Way too much weed, what the fuck is you
I brought the tsunami, you are sinkin' (Brrrat)
I'm glad you came
Leave all that lyrical up to me, I'm a savage that bang
Bring all your Prada back to [?] (Brrrat)
Take all autotune back to T-Pain
I you R&B rappers is strange
You but you ain't nobody favorite (Yeah)
You a'ight but you nobody major
5'3", you ain't dangerous (Brat)
Maybe that weed you were smoking, had you confident
Let's a real conversation (Boom)
Maybe that doctor put something inside of head
you got your new hairline replacement (Brrrat)

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

2]
I'm the leader of the new school with a loose (Woo)
All you Blues Clues with a fruit juice (Woo)
Turn Jimmy Choo shoes into FUBU, nigga
You do what you can, I do what I to
I get in this bitch for my city (Yuh)
Only few real niggas left, ain't many (Yuh)
They compare me to Em, they you to Iggy (Oh)
They compare me to Meth, they compare you to (Oh, oh)
I'm Leonardo Da Vinci, I paint a with color
I already got and I don't need a butler (Yeah)
We already got Drake and we don't another
I don't really got space but eat your supper (Woo)
You know got a hotter flow
I'ma do what Travis did a while ago (Woo)
do what Drake should've did a while ago
Throw ass off a cliff, make you say, "Geronimo"
Then you had one chance, now you on (Duh)
Go back in the booth, make another song (Duh)
What you gon' do when the blunt's gone?
'Cause I wanted all the smoke, I ain't puff long (No)
Nigga, I been packing a black MAC with it in a backpack
With a stack and I'm Mad Max in the back of the cab
With a gat and a snapback, put a cap in yo' fat
Murder you and your wack Cat in the Hat raps
stab 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 that you mad sad you 'bout to get laughed at
And in trash bags and left in a hatchback, my nigga
in front of the corner store, whoa
Mobbin' a lot in the corridor,
some shit you don't want no more
Fightin' nobody want a war
Rob at the haters, sing like the Commodores
I got some shit you ain't saw
Swallow the key and I lock the
Tory, you ain't gotta hide no
out and play, you my prey, you the goat, I'm a dinosaur
Oh, you wan' hate, normal
You just do what you supposed to ('Posed to)
I remember when them called me old news
Now when cheat, I'm the go-to (Joyner)
Word on the street's I ain't one to get to
I was hopeless, now I'm (Yuh)
I done made my own way I'm supposed to
All you niggas did what you was to (Yeah)
Tory, why all songs always sound like a rerun, nigga? (Huh)
I just want my motherfucking refund, (Huh)
Funny looking ass, go and eat some',
I ain't never had to get my fucking done, nigga (Hahaha)
When I kill you, I ain't running to you, bleed some, (Yuh)
Oh, you wan' be some (Yuh)
Me and had Trippie Redd bitch on the couch
She was giving us a threesome,

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

So now that we got that out the way,
make a record, nigga