Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix Freestyle

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

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

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

[Verse 4:
The was mucus, I spit it up
Trying to be infamous, you rappers is jicama
Many come try and get some synonyms, what I'm spitting
The open casket if you asking, I them
So everybody crowd around, everybody be the shit but homie I'm the bowel
See my vowels be like Al B. Sure's brows mane
Just trying to get a couple O's in the mane
For now I count
And eight times out of 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 it down
flow, I'm Usain Bolt I run this now what?

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

[Verse 6: Rocky]
And I'm trilling the nigga Bun
We curse? (Do what you gotta do, man)
And I'm my homie Bun
Top gun, you we number one
But up, let me get to the flashin' fashion
You already it's some casual crassin'
I got the new
And I don't give a fuck, got three
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 cause they all
You know I give dollars, they love loosies
Everybody know the Prada,
Gotta holla, holla at a dollar, holla at your
tomata, hottie tomaties
And you hot Tamale's
You see me in the allies fucking popping
I ain't 'bout it
And you know I got the boutta boutta boutta
I around like where's Waldo?
Tell her I need the motherfucking
[?] love shoes the [?]
And my stank, I need a Alto
You come through--