Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Flow

we go
Say this is freestyle from the penitentiary
SP on lock from the greed and
I'ma pay back soon, momma cry
strong no matter what, even if I die
I hold it down, and still got more trees Christmas
I'ma try to for about ninety-three minutes
In the as a youngster at the Quick Snap
It was me, Pity Pat and his bother Black
Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie,
Anthony, Craig, and my nigga Abrae
Berry stealing cars and Raymond smokin'
Five-O's houses like they playin' for Oakland
Jump out tryin' to catch Mr. Coy
Cause I got more bricks in the wall than Pink
We looked up to drug dealers, up fast
I lost an ounce down the cause I use the wrong glass
pickle jars and mayonnaise too
I a pyrex at the U of H school
I acted like a student, they tried to make me it
Mexicans in college, son are you
Stupid is what does, then they all just looked at us
Finally they sold them to me, I home and cooked it up
Rockafella a cappella I just go on for eva
Make you softer than a muthafuckin' golfer sweater
Spray bam on my leather
Like girls spray perfume on a
SPM hard as ever, yall all together
back to Harlingen, theres no need for arguing
I'm the hardest on this mic, ma'an know what is happenin'
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