Luyện nghe bài hát Part of My Life

Intro:
foxxx-- --let me tell you--
--who's the divine? -- --you like that--
--freddie --let me tell you--

one]
I be all in you like you disrespected space in my zone
I'm a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
Bumpy ripping everything known, block blow zone
I you sit your ho ass down, turn off your microphone
Cause after me it's
I slap you in your mouth, your drinks'll be
I got of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin brain
To think I'm not the in the game
from your mainframe, punched cocked
Twirl your nose up murray the cop, to the beat down you stop
fox and bumpy keep it hot
End the whole with just one shot, niggaz I fear not
piece of steel with the screen on top
Projects uncut chyna white
Leave a in a nigga throat
I for this like the right to vote
The poison I spit, they'll never be an
You niggaz thought I put my mic
Cause the industry's scared cause I put my fight
Before I do that, I sell it out the trunk and make a
Now thats a real rap nigga
In 99 I'm droppin niggaz like
flowin, I'm turning niggaz into jesse owens
Cock the pound, keep it going, I'm in your dresser room layin
You bitch ass niggaz start prayin baby

Rhymin is a part of my
I'ma die rhymin kids and a rhymin wife
I don't let judge me that don't know how to do what I do
So if you don't like it then you!

[verse
I watch niggaz get hyped up with one and get gassed
Then fall a bad pass
run outta new york, to live in other places
Hopin remember old rap faces
Fuck that, i'ma borough thorough mc
Where I go, new york goes, keepin new flows
Niggaz be switchin they not sure
Your style is played out soft shit valure
In red and black living rooms when the system
He's a nice diss to whomever whom
Come against me and I give you one of three
Get shot, get stuck up, get ass kicked
Bring your whole unit, and I be gunning em
Cause freddie foxxx be the illest thing run and em
I be running you like a hummer, you don't want none o'
So hot I turn december 25 into
I scrutinize niggaz and em down to size
My lyrical body slam leave you paralized
what you memorize, I take you out of drive
And leave you neutralized and black in your eyes
My rise is your demise, shut down your
Fox and primo, we stay like thighs
Bumpy got lives, like a cat
With a full gat, it underground fuck that!

[verse
For verse I ever spit, for every mic I ever rip
I still got a clip of unstoppable shit
You mean to me motherfuckers never knew
I be bustin niggaz in the head with beer bottles like guru
Check the mic one, two make it's on
When I bring it to your headquarters, is bond
up, eyes and ears open
I got you
you could catch rec like me
You got a better chance at kickin down a
With no legs, doing a handstand on two
Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck you write
I'm the source magazine, on the cover with the ruger 16
I scared to diss a mc, but ask him if he scared to diss me
I bet he disagree, he'll probaly start sayin his throat
Hurt, his mom's is sick with a bad
Or screamin he's about dough
He's just a faggot a whack flow
Don't up on me talkin freestyles and off the top of the dome
I beat you down and send ass home
I'm on my own time, I my own rhymes
You wanna be the nominee? you now?
I carve my rhyme in your back and bury you face
remember nigga:
I'm freddie the foxxx I break his back and em buck em down