Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Freestyle)

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

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

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

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

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 dope for
Why would I beef one of you locals, I got global skills
The ones that listen to me don't know you steal
I'm from the but I be with Ye and Jay now
I might my album any day now
Feds come 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
Faker than a candy wrapper
But you be rapping, no I yo
I just talk for niggas in the
100,000 in my school
Niggas had it rough, I had a smooth
And every they dropped, I broke the shoes out
I ain't no more joints, I brought the Loubs out

Ooouuu, Ooouuu, aye

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

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