Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Flow (Chopped & Screwed)

we go.

Say this is freestyle from the Penitentiary
SP on lock from the greed &
I'm a pay back soon, don't cry
Stay no matter what, even If I Die
I it down & still got more trees than Christmas
I'm a try to freestyle for about 93
In the days As A Youngsta at the Quick
It was me, Pity Pat & his younger Black
Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie,
Anthony, Craig & my nigga Abrae
Berry stealin' cars & Raymond smokin'
5 O's raided houses like they playin' for
Jump out boys to catch Mr. Coy
Cause I got more bricks in the than Pink Floyd
We looked up to dealers, growin' up fast
I lost an ounce down the 'cause I use the wrong glass
Fuck pickle & mayonnaise too
I a pyrex at the U of H school
I acted like a student, they tried to me prove it.
Mexican's in college. Son are you
Stupid is stupid does, then they all just looked at us
Finally they sold to me, I went home & cooked it up
a cappella I could just go on forever
Make you softer than a muthafuckin' golfer sweater
that bam on my leather
Like spray perfume on a letter
SPM hard as ever, come on all together
Cali back to Harlingen, there's no need for
I'm the on this mic, man they know what is happenin'.
Uh man.