Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm

[Intro: DJ

LAUGH*

DJ Clue. Dessert Storm. That boy Fabolous. Fam
Niggas freestyle
Y'all better get bar work together
I'm tellin' you now
night freestyles
CLUMINATIIII!!

We done seen it all, thru it all
quiet

[Verse 1:
I put my in between the papers line
a hustler out here trying to make a dime
Feel like when crackheads was me to take the nine
Man these bum ass rappers need to make a
say will rap for food, for real scrap you're screwed
I put the on you and lil' scrap you dudes
My goons in the audience still clap when
Put the in your chest and Millsap you dudes
I'm still snapping dude, still run my city and still dudes
In the studio in a still mood
On a beat from 99 that's still slappin'
See real rap I'm rude, with the flow
I met she disrespect and call you bro
Shorty mouth crazy on the low
She like to spit on it disrespectful ho
On some shit, you just need a real bitch
Chillin' when in public, not some groupie'd out in the club
Type you don't hear from you get up
It was quiet for you till you started shit up
And that real bitch, you more like a bill bitch
Fridge got no grub bitch but it's eat the booty like it's Publix??
Run into these type chicks is up
Shorty lost her sponsor was cuffin' her up
I'm like hot damn ho here we go
nigga cut you off broke scenario again
No more Felipe you eating again
No lipo you big as Terio again
Oh yea, for you niggas too
Wanna' small talk cause ain't as big as you
Wanna' throw dirt cause the is diggin' you
Don't let the songs on the last trigga' you
(YUUP! songz tone*) You ain't Trey, you poo nah nah
Look what you started ooh nah nah
Got the twin nine milli's, my two nah
to call them Nadia, still bye bye to you
We ain't lacking got the thing out or we
We're I'm from daddy's bang out in front of their
My plan was to get the gang out and get them
Now mansions but used to hang out up in them buildings
Them boys in the lobby was yea
You gotta' think Bobby and yea
Now we out in Abu Dhabi in air
Then let me Ricky Bobby the Audi yea
(uh) on Furious 7, rest in peace Paul Walker I hope you hear this in heaven
I be preaching on these niggas you would swear a reverend
Four game sweep flows in a series of
Its the F to the A to the B you just get some mo' rellos'
I'm Costello yea but more ghetto
Yea I'm in a house with more rooms than a
I used to sit and watch moves, no Melo
Now I get to make king moves on rose
Shorty still didn't shake no jell-o
Then she it down like when the lights go yellow
On some real
I just some real shit
Not none of this fuck
Sound Barkley with that Chuck shit
Fuck all of that weird I'm tired of that
If it ain't OG then it's quiet for that
the real...

[Outro: DJ
DJ Clue..Dessert Storm...That boy
Shoutout to Brooklyn what's up? Queens good?!
NYC
Slide what's
Y'all ready