Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Freestyle)

They just called a nigga out of
I'm a product of my
All I heard was and sirens
All I was gunshots and sirens
Ooouuu, Ooouuu,

1]
Fresh up off a tour, I'm in grind
Walk in new Chanels, where you those?
And I can a million with my eyes closed
And quit postin bitch nigga to my hoes
Niggas own they jewelry and they it
Niggas getting too high, they out here
And I still get head from a chick
And every now and then I hit an ugly

Ooouuu,
I just keep shit real, uh
And I still get head from a chick
And every now and then I hit an bitch

2]
Spent 250 out in
That's your bitch? I you don't get married
ask me but I know why
We just your bitch out to Dubai
Not me but the squad though
On the real, your bitch be going hard though,
Young millionaires, that's the goes
And we ain't into rumors or who those, Ooouuu
And yo Youngsta, them choppers at?
Since beefing on the internet
We go shoot up the Apple store
So we gotta see the beef no more, Ooouuu
We just got a seven, that's a
I got a number of on the roster
I got a number of in the family
And I'ma catch a body a Grammy

Ooouuu,
Faker, faker,
I got a number of in the family
And I'ma catch a 'fore a Grammy

3]
He be on his cycle, he a ho for
He just out here rapping, touched no for real
Why would I with one of you locals, I got global skills
The ones that listen to me even know you steal
I'm the trap but I be with Ye and Jay now
I might my album any day now
might come and get me any day now
But I'm prepared to go and lay it down, Ooouuu
I'm a hater I hate these rappers
Faker than a gold candy
But you be rapping, no I yo
I just for niggas in the ghetto
100,000 in my house
Niggas had it rough, I had a draft
And every they dropped, I broke the shoes out
I doing no more joints, I brought the Loubs out

Ooouuu, Ooouuu, aye

4]
I went platinum no features
Whole team mean it ain't no
And you in the game, you in the bleachers
You cheering for a nigga, your pom-poms?
LA Reid gave me that check and I dumb-dumb
Went and signed a lot of where I'm from-from
Oh, I got these haters sick, where Tum-Tums
If he ain't money, he ain't saying nothing

Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu,
Beep, beep, beep,
I am