Luyện nghe bài hát Mo City Don Freestyle

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

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

Out the streets of the 4
Not no and say I still ain't a hoe
niggaz know, everyday 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
my 4-4 on my side, when I ride
Ready to do homicide, in a pine box

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

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

Looking gravy, looking real
I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at the cross road
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 Golden
A nigga like me, wait
Just to it, to another day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the out my way

When I come your corner, so slow
It'll be the nigga, in the Polo
the Ralph Lauren, jackers ain't 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 ain't set
But I will, wet and wet women

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

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

They wonder where I went, they keep
I give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking
Or maybe Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye but I need spinach

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

You can up the pop and let the smoke come out
We give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop
Crooked officer, crooked
Make a wanna blow 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 motherfucking

I gotta be a man, you understand
There's nothing but the and the calico 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, Lego
Dark on a pump, just like Kato
Houston to the Rocket, a like comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him

On the grind, take a trip on Greyhound
I be on a plane but the dope is on the ground
Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to
off in Alexandria but I ain't 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 running 'round in a friendse
I be busting full clips, till they
A piece of pussy, might tempt me

Rain is to send me to the Penitentiary
The main why, I ain't friendly
I'm wired up but I on no damn 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 look
I throw up Ridgemont 4 'cause my hood

been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know
I gotta get a fucking P L A T but a G O
L D, a motherfucking
I keep it straight and like that
Hit a from the back and I use my motherfucking tool
her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule