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 man, Southside
Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm

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

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

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

Why niggaz wanna talk down? I know
Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, 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, just like Horry
If I do a murder, the murder scene
No missing shortage on the drank, I can't no lean

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

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

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
That's the Ralph Lauren, jackers barring
Why I skipped the slab, when I straight to foreign

Said it like I said it, in the old
Some niggaz they be red, but blue
I come around your corner but I set tripping
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 'cause I do it in a flash
Nigga watch out 'cause that be your ass

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

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

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

You can open up the pop and let the come out
We give a damn, 'bout a crooked ass cop
officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga wanna the badge, off of ya

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

I gotta be a man, hope you
There's but the work and the calico in my hand
On a corner on the Ridgevan and I'm a fiend
A real live B-Boy and you what I mean

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

On the grind, I'ma take a trip on
I be flying on a but the dope is on the ground
Headed to Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in but I ain't 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 running 'round in a friendse
I be busting full clips, till they
A piece of potent pussy, tempt me

Rain is trying to 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
lovely, got to look good
I throw up 4 'cause that's my hood

Never been a hoe, I'm 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 bitch from the back and I use my motherfucking
Make her say ouch, when I hit her the mule