Luyện nghe bài hát New Slaves Freestyle

[Verse 1: Fred
I was raised in the era
Getting money niggas was paid off of
Nowadays, they in or going broke
Hot as hell, that's a -- watch you rat on they folks
I say what nigga raised 'em?
Where's the loyalty in game?
Been doing ice for years, you just met Blaine
What you A Rollie, cuban link, a big ring?
All these rap cats wearing the same
Talking this riff, but a few change
Black whip, that's mussain, nigga
I'm too

[Hook: Money]
You see, there's leaders and followers
I'm too busy getting chips to ya
You see, there's leaders and followers
I'm too busy getting chips to ya

2: J.R. Writer]
I'm the era of the crack
level kinda rap
My competitor is
He can never get a
I'm a veteran, evident
I'm than you cats
Nigga better than, it's
Edison know that
When I rap, you can
Little bit of Big, bit of L
Little bit of Pac, bit of Pun
You don't like my shit? You can go to
Hold up -- I'm here,
on you zeros
Sorry to you, but your favorite rapper is a weirdo
Yeah, I'm bar-for-bar the
the Harlem threat
Sickening, them God it's chess
I put the to rest
Your fam said she dig it, R is fresh
Wanna take her and dig in my Armani sweats
that broad in check
Who said he wanna with death?
Shhhh -- quiet when I'm on the set
Them bitches that you
I hit 'em I want
Getting in the jump off of and a blunt
Jodeci, got my singing all at once
She know me, black Mercedes sprinter in the front
Chump, look me up -- ain't no with the pen
I'm dope; shoot me up -- I got under your skin
Must be high thinking I ain't sick as him
He getting fly, he's just following a trend
And again, is what you obviously lack
I'm too busy busy to acknowledge you cats