Luyện nghe bài hát Mo City Don Freestyle

Shit, the Crooked, I know y'all
Been waiting on this here, shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo,
All the soldiers man, Southside
Eastside, Westside, Northside, I'm saying

All my partnas, all your dead
But shit I feel stress, still gotta get something
Off my chest, while these hoe niggaz be
What they be doing, I know though, shit fuck it
We gon stay two in a fo' do'

Loud And Bangin'', all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I ain't been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow on
minded, I'm a motherfucking soldier

Out the streets of the 4
Not no bitch and say I still a hoe
Letting niggaz know, everyday of the
I pimp my pen and I get my clear

Why niggaz wanna talk I don't know
Gotta take a to Akapoko, from the 4
With my 4-4 on my side, I ride
to do another homicide, in a pine box

And I'm gone, old glory
I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Horry
If I do a murder, flee the murder
No missing shortage on the drank, I find no lean

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

Looking gravy, real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at the 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 like me, can't
Just to make it, to day
get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way

When I around 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

it like I said it, in the old school
Some niggaz they be red, but blue
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
That I come your corner, in a Lincoln four do'
A fox photo I do it in a flash
Nigga watch out 'cause could be your ass

I so long, rhyme so strong
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 give a fuck, like I keep hooking
Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the
I'm like the ghetto Popeye but I don't need

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

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

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

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

I be stacking up chips, like
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 on Greyhound
I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the
Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to
Maybe off in but I ain't finished yet

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

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

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

been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know
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 from the back and I use my motherfucking tool
her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule