Luyện nghe bài hát Mo City Don Freestyle

Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know
Been on this here, yeah shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo,
All the fallen soldiers man,
Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm

All my partnas, all dead partnas
But shit I still feel stress, still get something
Off my chest, while these hoe niggaz be
What they be doing, I don't know though, fuck it
We gon stay two in a fo' do'

Loud And Bangin'', all in my trunk
Trunk of funk, I ain't never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow on
minded, I'm a motherfucking soldier

Out the of the Ridgemont 4
Not no bitch and say I ain't a hoe
Letting know, everyday of the year
I my pen and I get my point clear

Why niggaz wanna talk down? I know
Gotta take a to Akapoko, from the 4
my 4-4 on my side, when I ride
Ready to do another homicide, in a box

And I'm gone, old glory
I'm H-Town to Cali, just Robert Horry
If I do a murder, flee the scene
No missing shortage on the drank, I can't no lean

Southwest to Southfese
Bitch it's about war not bout
Nigga like me, I'm 'bout out teeth
I'm saying, I'll loose your grill
A coming down, in the Coupe Deville

gravy, looking real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at the fucking cross
With my K on my side, I'm ready to
And if I gotta go, it'll be a

Me and another nigga, on the way to the Gate
A nigga like me, wait
Just to make it, to day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the out my way

When I come around corner, so slow
be the nigga, in the damn Polo
That's the Lauren, jackers ain't barring
Why I skipped the slab, when I straight to foreign

it like I said it, in the old school
Some they be red, but Z-Ro blue
I come your corner but I ain't set tripping
But I will, wet and wet women

the calico, I had to let a motherfucker know
That I come around your corner, in a four do'
A fox 'cause I do it in a flash
Nigga out 'cause that could be your ass

I rhyme so long, rhyme so
I my bar, sip then I swoll on
Get on, the motherfucking
And the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence

They wonder where I went, keep looking
I don't a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking
Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the
I'm like the ghetto Popeye but I don't spinach

keep going, I keep on flowing just like the Nile
Million mouthpiece, everytime I smile
and load a, nigga ashtray
Everytime he smile, he can turn the to day

You can up the pop and let the smoke come out
We don't give a damn, 'bout a ass cop
officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga blow the badge, off of ya

Me and Dougie, my brother
R.I.P., to my mother
That's the Dorothy Marie McVay
There's ten toes in my motherfucking shoe

I gotta be a man, hope you
nothing but the work and the calico in my hand
On a on the Ridgevan and I'm serving a fiend
A real B-Boy and you know what I mean

I be up chips, like Lego
Dark on a pump, just like Calvin
to the Rocket, a four-peat like comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a nigga make him vomit

On the grind, I'ma take a trip on
I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the
to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in but I ain't finished yet

I gotta a hoe I to 10, I sin, then I do it again
I get my ends, I'm in my Benz
Got these hoes running 'round in a
I be busting full clips, they empty
A piece of potent pussy, tempt me

Rain is trying to me to the Penitentiary
The main reason why, I ain't
I'm wired up but I ain't on no slaughter
Dejaun in the back and he got the

everything, the 4's gon swang
Still pulling up on Fondren and the
Looking lovely, got to good
I throw up Ridgemont 4 'cause my hood

Never been a hoe, I'm letting hoes
I get a fucking P L A T but first a G O
L D, a motherfucking
I it straight and simple like that
Hit a bitch the back and I use my motherfucking tool
her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule