Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Freestyle)

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

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

Ooouuu,
I just this shit real, uh
And I still get head from a chubby
And every now and then I hit an ugly

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

Ooouuu,
Faker, faker,
I got a number of in the family
And catch a body '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 that listen to me don't even know you steal
I'm from the trap but I be Ye and Jay now
I might my album any day now
Feds might and get me any day now
But I'm prepared mentally to go and lay it down,
I'm a hater cause I hate these
than a gold candy wrapper
But you be rapping, no I yo
I just talk for 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 with no features
Whole team mean it ain't no
And you in the game, you in the bleachers
You cheering for a nigga, where pom-poms?
LA Reid me that check and I went dumb-dumb
Went and signed a lot of where I'm from-from
Oh, I got haters sick, where your Tum-Tums
If he ain't money, he ain't saying nothing

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