Luyện nghe bài hát Lorde Driveby (Hidden Freestyle 3)

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

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

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

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

[Hook: Ro
Bags up out the
This here
S-Rank couture

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

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

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

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