Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake (Freestyle)

To the genius I am
You'd have to have one foot on to even visit these arenas I'm in
Now did I say or Cerena's?
I kill shit, Venus/Cerena's, I shit, I Killbit Arenas
I'm ill wit' the skill wit Ittba ittba the wit'
If this the shit that I
When I'm a buildin' built with a billion builders
buildin' a buildin' on top of this one
No is toppin' this one
No villain is stoppin' one
That'd be a night, won't it?
While overlookin' my city, had a Knight moment
I'm overlookin' my city, same city overlooked me
Now it's to back tours, cause cities just overbook me
Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some jokers that
Cuz I done blew up sick like the openin' scene
Not to mention, nobody gon you this year
You just a joker, I really made the disappear
I got Edgar Allen Poe flow, bars like a bear trap
only rebuttal would be a head scratch
I haven't been amateur, ever,
Iambic pentameter, clever,
Nobody even seems deep
I got niggas stayin' awoke to put my dreams to
But, watch me
New drop for my jewel
I moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future
these niggas I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Docs and Chocolate Drops
My proper, give me my props or not
I went Pac at 16 my Pops was shot
Uh, it left my mind out of
I guess that's why in my rhymes, I spend out of space
So, I speak life, talk
Can't be a rap god if you've never for God
Uh, gotta be close to him like the woman in The Bible who felt she could be blessed just to grab his
Uh, we full of sin
If we in the water, the weight of it might pull us in
They, fake, fake, fake, fake,
Can't what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
Wait, if you're searchin' for a way,
I made a way, all my used to weigh weight
Brakes, pump brake, brake, brake, brakes
Niggas break in and take, they don't breaks
I can't fail, I don't in it
You don't possess humble nor
told me that I wouldn't fly
I losin' family members and I wouldn't cry
Nigga if you had wooden
You could see I'm fly in my future, so why I?
I'm too good, these niggas good and
Boys in the hood don't rock wit' you Goodin' guys
Niggas on "be alike" shit
Guess they "copy, paste" us we the right clique
Uh, get it? Right click, copy,
hit a rocky phase, ice wrist, Versace shade
White whip, a hockey blade, grill like a mask
Chop it like a hockey stick, pop it to pocket cash
Talkin' bout you poppin' gas, runnin' wit' sloppy cats
Same probably be watchin' you get your pockets tapped
Fuck all that cocky shit, I'm from they cocking straps
Think you 'til you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap
But, I choose to
my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
Went no X to one X to two X, well
I been since my tee shirt was 2XL
that's XX, like two exes ago
But still all love like X's and O's
at some point, we feel we have exes who owe
You know an explanation why they an exit, and oh
If you think I'm talkin' bout my exes, on, man
Tell XXL they've got one chance
But, man I lay low
If I ain't on ya list, then that bitch should not exist, Te'o
I'm anti A-roll, that shit puttin' up corny
Tell these niggas they good enough to bore me
I'm just paintin' so see the story
I be guarded in rap, to God be the glory