Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix Freestyle

[Verse 1: Vic
The first one was a fluke, can get beginner's luck
think he too hot cause he drop bars about some Harry Potter books
And some stuff about a semi truck
In them same cannabis boxers, boy that shit HUF
Yeah, I heard of Vic, he like so and so and such and such
He ain't original, he ain't digital, he the INNANET
Them Odd Future kids been had made that up
We ain't Savemoney, we si -- aight, aight
my numericals uncomparable
My tarots straight in the slumps
They trying to me to the jump
Be like I'm skydiving without a
You might first, but I'mma hit harder than ten of you
out of nine of my dimes, got smoking Tennessee's
I'm betting 35 like I'm Oklahoma, Tennessee
Tentative court date pending, trying to sentence me
Send 'em and in-voice, out of state, lawyer handle my
You petty boys, don't me or catch a Gettysburg
Blood on the leaves, bodies fall autumn
And if it's off-season like Halloween and
Word on the land is that I'm getting air everywhere
I hit the ground running in '93, I should probably die I'm 27
Ledger lines to keep the work on the plane
Like I'm staff, plus I be free
Fresh outta jail, fire up the tree, in my bomber
Shout-out to the porky round police, keep my clean
Smoke strong like creatine, cranapple juice to clear the
Clear papers when I'm writing, I be seeing
Cut my negatives like a filmmaker switch screen, screen
Refrain from that repeat
detectives trying to make the quota
See that 44 clap like the nolia in the
Niggas chances be slim gotta stay a
Boy, it's been one hell of year, it?
I left the band, became a man, my Purp just had a daughter
Some of my other fam near famous
I'm still in the hood, whip, same crib
Same homies where I to serve OGs through the fence
the blade, you better hope d'Artagnan come to your defense
Fence in the field, hop it
Cops come I'm the sack and changing the topic
that mess, make me mop it
Buckshot, lunar eclipse split the black moon I'm

2: A$AP Rocky]
Kufi's goofies
I had two chicks two G's, gave 'em roofies
And you know they gave me some loose-leaf, paper
I said I'd do your to you later
Darth Vader shader, see you the razor
I don't give a fuck clans or the Raiders
Niggas know me and I came with the up
I don't a ---
Is a curse, I can curse?
(No, no, wrong with that? Keep going)
I freestyle in person
I you penis, I mean phoenix
You already know my shit the
You say penis on TV because it ain't a curse
It's worse, leave them in a
Niggas wearing skirts, talking us do dirt
You want Nerf
They don't it because they shooting but they bullets made of Nerf
And you know I come through riding [?] and
--- ---
Let me hear something, Bun, what you gotta

3: Bun B]
It's all good, I'm UGK
We them dudes mama told you about
I'm like Red Five Heartbeats, open the window and hold you out
And this is freestyle, it didn't come
So it's all good, we real that's spittin'
On the we got DJ Red Alert
He keep it mixing, I spit the the rhymes that make your hurt
I make the world shake, I the ground quake
Everything I do is groundbreaking, it's break
Type flow, already know
Bun B repping UGK for out the do'
This is PAT freestyle
Already said and written, no bullshitting, I'm here
And I'm killing it, it trill
Boys already know they'll touch me for real
So do your thing, but try to do me
That's it, don't do me

4: Glam]
The was mucus, I spit it up
Trying to be infamous, while you rappers is
Many come try and get some synonyms, what I'm spitting
The open casket if you asking, I dided
So crowd around, everybody be the shit but homie I'm the foulest bowel
See my vowels be pure Al B. Sure's brows mane
Just trying to get a O's in the account mane
For now I count
And times out of nine rappers be 'bout rain
Or the
Or other chicks and how big his -- is
I'm flyer than a pilot let me you how to pitch this
Never sex it up and dumb it
flow, I'm Usain Bolt I run this now what?

[Verse 5: Vic
What time is it? time clock looking like?
Rappers crack, they need to go and cook a pipe
First the Fat break up then Sway cut his dreads off
Vic Mensa came and cut they heads off
You hard, but your bread
You talking crazy, why the [?] get you layed off
Your legs off, them like a Mexican
The cartel come through every time I'm flexing it
You know they him
When I'm riding through and the glass is reflecting
I see them phony, they trying to me like we homies
They wrap me up that's why I come back around with the
And them out
Come back home when I used to go from to ragging bone
On my feet, you feeling?
How you know? Me and Rocky in this bitch
trilling

[Verse 6: Rocky]
And I'm with the nigga Bun
We can't (Do what you gotta do, man)
And I'm my homie Bun
Top gun, you know we one
But hold up, let me get to the fashion
You already know it's casual crassin'
I got the new
And I don't give a fuck, got floors
And like three broads and like three
And all hoopties
And she got fake bags and all Gucci's
And I like the strip clubs they all hoochies
You I give them dollars, they love loosies
Everybody know the Prada,
Gotta holla, holla at a dollar, holla at your
Holla tomata, tomaties
And you know hot
You see me in the allies popping Molly's
I 'bout it though
And you I got the boutta boutta boutta flow
I around like where's Waldo?
Tell her I need the motherfucking
[?] shoes with the [?]
And my breath stank, I need a
You already through--