Luyện nghe bài hát Real 92.3 Freestyle

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You never knew a plug, plug, plug, a like this
Sophisticated gangsta, watch me thug like
Snatch your, uh, in a club this
Seven zeros, need my pub this
Stuck in a rock in a hard
I am thinkin' I bump y'all up, well, I am
I got to get my off
My style from Devin the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And Brown with his fist crossed
I the vocals like Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a come out of Compton?
simple logic, it's rules you can follow
If Dre motivation, I don't know who is
Gift and a curse, them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too pessimistic to I'm gifted
Chasin' rat brownie points and bullshittin'
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin', hopped a on 'em
my dick and pour on 'em
Yeah, homie, I'm talkin' that whoop-de-whoop
out on my enemies, I know who to shoot
Back my homies where I need to be
Such a familiar sceneries, I the gun smoke
I watched a homie watch his son
I the sun set on my set
I one 'Ru and one Loc, one slip and one played him close
Everythin' to change
Nowadays, the Compton (?) kill other
Faster an opposite color
Homies whack out everythin', you're dead,
It's mother, your uncle and brother
If God was a Loc, he'd had one comin'
Damn, fucked up, I guess it is
When you can't trust not a soul these streets
I made a video out in Copenhagen, so the homies can see
To let 'em know it's more than just Lee
said, "Good looking"
Paused the the moment his phone ring
That fast dollar was his problem
No matter how times I showed him the Eiffel Tower
The was home and Africa was too far for power
I knew

And you don't and you and you don't
And you don't and you and you don't
And you don't and you and you don't
And you and you don't stop

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This feelin' is
This feelin' is brought to you by adrenaline and rap
Pendleton ball cap
Windows shatter, same synonym back
Been in it Internet had impacts
My limited, the experience lacked
Ten of us with no tentative tactic that
The mind of a literate writer, but I did in
You it once I submitted it wrapped in plastic
Remember scribblin', diligent sentences backwards
Visitin' freestyle cyphers for reaction
Now I can visit a stadium, pack it the
Gamblin' Benjamin benefits, sittin' in
women in cartwheels, linen fabric on fashion
Winnin' in decision
Kendrick is and mastered it
Isn't it lovely how has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish fraction, runnin' pure magic
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But better than that? I know everything
I everything, I know myself
I morality, spirituality, good and beheld
I know fatality haunt you
I everything, I know Compton
I know street shit, I know shit that's conscience, I know
I know lawyers, and sponsors
I know wisdom, I know bad religion, I know good
I know everything, I know
I know the works mentally
I know the perks of bullshit, that meant for me
I know everything, I cars, clothes, hoes and money
I loyalty, I know respect, I know those that's hungry
I everything, the highs to lows to groupies and junkies
I know if I'm at heart, I don't need recognition
The way I'm rewarded, well, that's God's
You know, they know that from School District
I give it to the kids, don't gossip how it was distributed
I, I, I how people work, I know the price of life
I know how much it's worth, I know what I and I know it well
Not to ever forget until I realized I didn't know
Big Boy, up?

And you and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you and you don't
And you don't and you don't and you
And you don't and you stop

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I don't give a buck about no in rap
My little homie Stunna Deuce never comin' back
So I got to go every time I jump on wax
Bump what talking 'bout, this here is where it's at
Look, I came in this game, I stuck my fangs in game
I wore no chain in this game, my hood, my in this game
Now I double up, time to bubble up the and huddle up
I'm stickin' to the scripts like, "Yeah, 'em Benjamins can up"
I skip, hop, I drip-drop, I flip-flop with them white tube
It go sherm sticks, watch me burn
That's the chronic smell like when them chemicals mix
Fifty-homie salute, I'm out to Zoo with the extras
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Kings and dressers
Rip Ridaz, (?), Mexicans that eff me
Nobody can eff me, tell y'all to eff with me
Jumpin' out the Caddy, uh, got my (?)
The little called
said, "The enemies done cliqued up"
Oh, yeah? Punto want to with me, vatio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the
Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin', scandalous
Slow motion for the ambulance, the filled with cameras
The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', numbers slanderin'
Homie's name on paper, you snitched all
The streets don't fail me now, they want to put the in town
From Compton to Congress, it's set trippin' all
Ain't nothin' new but a of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans
Red versus a blue state, which one you governin'?
They give us and drugs, call us thugs
me they profit to fuck with you
Nobody can fuck you, Obama said, "What it do?"

Can I get one

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Everybody want to talk about who and who that
Who the and who wack, who white or who black
Critics want to that they miss when hip hop was rappin'
Motherfuck if they did, a nigga'd be platinum
Y'all priorities bullshit, put in wrong shit
Hennessy and Vic, my memory been gone since
ask about no politician at award shows
No, don't ask about my, uh, no, don't ask my foes
'Less you me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can the button
Had the on standby
"K. Dot, what up? I heard opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, buyin' land