Luyện nghe bài hát Real 92.3 Freestyle

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You never knew a plug, plug, plug, a plug like
Sophisticated gangsta, watch me like this
Snatch your, uh, in a club like
Seven zeros, need my pub like
Stuck in a rock in a place
I am I won't 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 fluctuate the like Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a come out of Compton?
Multiply simple logic, it's you can follow
If Dre ain't motivation, I don't who is
and a curse, maybe them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too to know I'm gifted
Chasin' rat brownie points and bullshittin'
I the four on 'em, scrapin', hopped a four on 'em
Grab my and pour on 'em
Yeah, homie, I'm talkin' that whoop-de-whoop
Hoppin' out on my enemies, I know who to
Back when my homies where I to be
Such a sceneries, I smell the gun smoke
I watched a homie his son smoke
I the sun set on my set
I seen one 'Ru and one Loc, one slip and one played him
Everythin' to change
Nowadays, the Compton (?) kill each
Faster than an color
Homies out everythin', you're dead, homie
It's mother, your uncle and brother
If God was a Loc, probably had one comin'
Damn, that's up, I guess it is
When you trust not a soul inside these streets
I a video out there in Copenhagen, so the homies can see
To let 'em know it's more than Pamela Lee
said, "Good looking"
Paused the video the his phone ring
That fast dollar was his only
No matter how many I showed him the Eiffel Tower
The block was home and Africa was too far for
Then I

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

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This feelin' is
This feelin' is brought to you by adrenaline and rap
Black Pendleton cap
Windows shatter, same synonym back
Been in it before Internet had
My innocence limited, the experience
Ten of us with no tentative tactic that
The mind of a literate writer, but I did in
You admitted it once I submitted it wrapped in
Remember scribblin', scratchin' diligent sentences
Visitin' freestyle cyphers for reaction
Now I can visit a stadium, pack it the
Gamblin' benefits, sittin' in traffic
Spinnin' women in cartwheels, fabric on fashion
Winnin' in every
Kendrick is master and it
Isn't it lovely how menace has attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction, runnin' magic
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But what's better than I know everything
I know everything, I know
I know morality, spirituality, and beheld
I know might haunt you
I know everything, I Compton
I know street shit, I know shit that's conscience, I everything
I know lawyers, advertisement and
I know wisdom, I know bad religion, I know good
I everything, I know history
I know the works mentally
I know the of bullshit, that isn't meant for me
I know everything, I know cars, clothes, and money
I know loyalty, I know respect, I know those hungry
I know everything, the highs to lows to groupies and
I if I'm generous at heart, I don't need recognition
The way I'm rewarded, well, that's decision
You know, they know from Compton School District
I give it to the kids, gossip 'bout how it was distributed
I, I, I know how 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 until I realized I didn't know shit
Big Boy, up?

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 don't
And you and you don't stop

3]
I give a buck about no politics in rap
My little homie Deuce ain't never comin' back
So I got to go hard every I jump on wax
Bump what they 'bout, this here is where it's at
Look, I came in this game, I stuck my in this game
I wore no in this game, my hood, my name in this game
Now I double up, time to bubble up the and huddle up
I'm to the scripts like, "Yeah, 'em Benjamins can cuddle up"
I skip, hop, I drip-drop, I flip-flop with them white tube
It go sticks, watch me burn this
what the chronic smell like when them chemicals mix
Fifty-homie salute, I'm out to Zoo with the extras
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road and dressers
Rip Ridaz, (?), Mexicans that eff me
can eff with me, tell y'all to eff with me
Jumpin' out the Caddy, uh, got my (?)
The homies called
said, "The enemies done cliqued up"
Oh, yeah? Punto want to squabble with me,
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the
Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin', scandalous
Slow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with
The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football slanderin'
Homie's name on paper, you all summer
The streets don't fail me now, they want to put the game in
Compton to Congress, it's set trippin' all around
Ain't nothin' new but a flow of new DemoCrips and
Red state versus a state, which one you governin'?
give us guns and drugs, call us thugs
Tell me they profit to fuck you
Nobody can fuck you, Obama said, "What it do?"

Can I get one

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Everybody want to talk about who this and who
Who the realest and who wack, who or who black
Critics want to mention they miss when hip hop was rappin'
Motherfuck if they did, a nigga'd be platinum
priorities bullshit, put energy in wrong shit
Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been since
Don't ask about no at award shows
No, don't ask my, uh, no, don't ask about 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 Coast on
"K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up box"
I box 'em all in, buyin' stock