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 soldiers man, Southside
Eastside, Westside, Northside, I'm saying

All my partnas, all your partnas
But shit I still feel stress, gotta get something
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'

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

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

Why niggaz talk down? I don't know
Gotta 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 to Cali, just 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
it's about war not bout peace
Nigga like me, I'm 'bout out teeth
I'm saying, I'll loose your grill
A nigga coming down, in the Deville

Looking gravy, looking throwed
be the nigga, pulling 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 like me, can't wait
Just to it, to another 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 damn
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 blue
I around your corner but I ain't set tripping
But I will, wet and wet women

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
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 hoes running in a friendse
I be busting full clips, till they
A piece of potent pussy, tempt me

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

everything, the 4's gon swang
Still pulling up on and the Main
lovely, got to look good
I throw up Ridgemont 4 that's my hood

Never been a hoe, I'm letting 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 the back and I use my motherfucking tool
Make her say ouch, when I hit her with the