Luyện nghe bài hát Mo City Don Freestyle

Shit, the Crooked, I know y'all
Been on this here, yeah shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo,
All the fallen man, Southside
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 be doing
What they be doing, I don't know though, fuck it
We gon stay two in a fo' do'

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

Out the streets of the 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
take a trip 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 scene
No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no

From to Southfese
Bitch it's war not bout peace
like me, I'm 'bout knocking out teeth
Know I'm saying, I'll your grill
A nigga coming down, in the Deville

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

Me and another nigga, on the way to the Gate
A nigga me, can't wait
Just to it, to another day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the out my way

I come around your corner, so slow
It'll be the nigga, in the damn
That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers barring
Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to

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

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

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

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

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

You can open up the pop and let the smoke out
We don't a damn, 'bout 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 be a man, hope you understand
There's nothing but the work and the calico in my
On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm a fiend
A real live B-Boy and you know what I

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

On the grind, take a trip on Greyhound
I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the
Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to
Maybe off in Alexandria but I finished yet

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

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

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

been 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 like that
Hit a bitch the back and I use my motherfucking tool
her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule