Luyện nghe bài hát Mo City Don Freestyle

Shit, the Crooked, I know y'all
Been waiting on 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 your partnas
But shit I still feel stress, still gotta get
Off my chest, while hoe niggaz be doing
What be doing, I don't know though, shit fuck it
We gon stay two in a fo' do'

'Slow Loud And Bangin'', all in my
Trunk full of funk, I never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow on
Military minded, I'm a motherfucking

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

Why niggaz wanna down? I don't know
Gotta take a to Akapoko, from the 4
With my 4-4 on my side, 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 murder
No missing shortage on the drank, I find no lean

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

Looking gravy, real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, over at the fucking cross road
my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
And if I gotta go, be a homicide

Me and another nigga, on the way to the Gate
A nigga like me, wait
Just to make it, to day
get the big pay off, so get the fuck 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 the slab, when I went straight to foreign

Said it like I said it, in the old
Some niggaz they be red, but Z-Ro
I come around your corner but I set tripping
But I will, wet and wet women

With the calico, I had to let a motherfucker
That I around your corner, in a Lincoln four do'
A fox photo I do it in a flash
Nigga watch out that could be your ass

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

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

I'ma keep going, I keep on flowing just the Nile
dolla mouthpiece, everytime I smile
Look and load a, nigga
he smile, he can turn the night to day

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

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

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

I be stacking up chips, like
Dark on a pump, just like Calvin
Houston to the Rocket, a like comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch make him vomit

On the grind, I'ma take a on Greyhound
I be on a plane but the dope is on the ground
to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria but I finished yet

I gotta make a hoe I to 10, I sin, I do it again
I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking
Got these hoes running in a friendse
I be full clips, till they empty
A piece of potent pussy, might me

is trying to send me to the Penitentiary
The main reason why, I friendly
I'm wired up but I ain't on no damn
in the back and he got the camcorder

Recording everything, the 4's gon
Still pulling up on Fondren and the
Looking lovely, got to look
I throw up Ridgemont 4 that's my hood

Never a hoe, I'm letting hoes know
I gotta get a P L A T but first a G O
L D, a motherfucking
I keep it straight and simple like
Hit a bitch from the back and I use my motherfucking
Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the