Luyện nghe bài hát Lorde Driveby (Hidden Freestyle 3)

[Verse 1: Ro
I sold o's
But I always had clothes
I'm the on the low
We it down everywhere we go

She was all in my told her baby girl no no no
Your new single came on at the club it was so

Zay blowing piff, click
Smell like money, and get a whiff
Smoothie in my cup the sushi on my dish
You ain't never ever heard a thing like like this
Niggas do a lot of talk but they ain't shit
Drive bumping Layne in the whip
That's Alice in Chains in bitch
Fuck a rebuild this year we playing for the chip

She told me about, how my tape comes out, she sees us fucking
Well I'm out here popping this flame we dropping so what's up then

[Hook: Ro
Bags up out the
This pure
S-Rank Ghost

Niggas me (four)
Who (war)
by playing (Lorde)

Pull up we (score)
Gimme (more) gimme (more)
gimme (more)

[Verse 2: Ro
Leans what I to like with soda
But I'm breaking the habit, Mike
had hype but so what
Nigga can't see me, the price has glowed up
Got the hung across one shoulder
drink but she say I'm hung over
She sat it on me a coaster
You best me like hello sir
I'll roll up quick like a poster
And change your first name to The Of
Me I'm for my closeup
Stay the fuck out my bitch its closed up
You had critiques you should come and those
Nigga waking up like the fuck did my teeth go
I'm with bitch posted up at the bistro
S-Rank nigga but I love me a
I smashed a chick
Y'all niggas bitch kibbles and bits
Y'all niggas sweet like stix
My flow hard like a ditch
Don't be mad, I I'm mad late
But shit getting split like a bad date
I can feel the in your handshake
I don't got that like bad
if you feel me
It only make me if the shit didn't kill me
Dirty flow I am
I could never say y'all know the real me
So if I'm to speak honestly
This all i got no option b
Who the fuck out as niggas as hot as me
Bitch I'm the future thats
Was no sheep or no wannabe
Who the fuck out can write songs me
Who the fuck game as strong as me
I ain't say sex game I said sext
T at the end
the waitress up at Nobu, she was a ten
Now we group fucking, me and her friend
Game changer, state's
Where there's peace I break shit I create
up like Jesus in the manger
Divide niggas teams, carry out the
a lit match to a glacier?
I'll scream on niggas kramer
Do me a favor don't do me no
I'm the 32nd flavor, the chamber
The murder weapon maker, I burn the effin
I'm fly it ain't no signs of turbulent

Dog I came up this flow, and laughed like shit yo
you the man for this Ro
I might cancel this though, cause fam I just know
They can't even handle flow
Fuck I can't feel my hand my wrist
Hoes I should dance calypso
I bend them hoes like the stance for limbo
money you can't even glance at this dough
I ran into your mans at
He ain't pop off but he the boy
I'm the man my hood but I'm still the boy
Boyfriends all kill the boy
Girls Lauryn Hill the boy
give me that thing, my dog tag bling
Fucked her in the fall I was by the spring
(Inaudible) summer fling,