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
zeros, need my pub like this
Stuck in a rock in a hard
I am thinkin' I won't y'all up, well, I am
I got to get my off
My style come from the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And Brown with his fist crossed
I fluctuate the vocals Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a billionaire come out of
Multiply simple logic, it's rules you can
If Dre motivation, I don't know who is
Gift and a curse, them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too to know I'm gifted
Chasin' hood rat brownie points and
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin', a four on 'em
Grab my and pour on 'em
Yeah, homie, I'm still talkin' whoop-de-whoop
out on my enemies, I know who to shoot
Back my homies where I need to be
Such a sceneries, I smell the gun smoke
I a homie watch his son smoke
I the sun set on my set
I seen one 'Ru and one Loc, one and one played him close
Everythin' to change
Nowadays, the Compton (?) kill other
Faster than an opposite
Homies whack out everythin', you're dead,
It's your mother, uncle and brother
If God was a Loc, he'd had one comin'
Damn, fucked up, I guess it is
you can't trust not a soul inside these streets
I a video out there in Copenhagen, so the homies can see
To let 'em it's more than just Pamela Lee
said, "Good looking"
Paused the video the moment his ring
That dollar was his only problem
No matter how many times I him the Eiffel Tower
The block was home and Africa was too far for
I knew

And you and you don't and you don't
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 is unmatched
This is brought to you by adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton cap
Windows shatter, same fall back
Been in it before had impacts
My innocence limited, the experience
Ten of us with no tactic that cracked
The mind of a literate writer, but I did in
You admitted it once I it wrapped in plastic
Remember scribblin', scratchin' sentences backwards
Visitin' freestyle for your reaction
Now I can visit a stadium, pack it the
Gamblin' benefits, sittin' in traffic
Spinnin' women in cartwheels, fabric on fashion
Winnin' in decision
is master and mastered it
Isn't it lovely how menace has turned
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction, runnin' pure
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But what's better that? I know everything
I know everything, I know
I morality, spirituality, good and beheld
I know fatality haunt you
I everything, I know Compton
I know street shit, I know that's conscience, I know everything
I know lawyers, and sponsors
I wisdom, I know bad religion, I know good karma
I know everything, I history
I know the works mentally
I the perks of bullshit, that isn't meant for me
I know everything, I know cars, clothes, hoes and
I know loyalty, I know respect, I know that's hungry
I know everything, the highs to lows to and junkies
I know if I'm generous at heart, I don't recognition
The way I'm rewarded, well, God's decision
You know, they know that Compton School District
I give it to the kids, don't gossip 'bout how it was
I, I, I know how people work, I know the price of
I how much it's worth, I know what I know and I know it well
Not to ever forget until I realized I didn't know
Big Boy, up?

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

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I don't a buck about no politics in rap
My little homie Stunna Deuce ain't comin' back
So I got to go hard every time I on wax
Bump what they talking 'bout, this here is it's at
Look, I came in this game, I my fangs in this game
I no chain in this game, my hood, my name in this game
Now I double up, time to up the bread and huddle up
I'm stickin' to the like, "Yeah, 'em Benjamins can cuddle up"
I skip, hop, I drip-drop, I flip-flop them white tube socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me burn
That's what the chronic smell when them chemicals mix
salute, I'm out to Compton Zoo with the extras
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Kings and dressers
Rip Ridaz, (?), that eff with me
Nobody can eff with me, y'all to eff with me
out the Caddy, uh, just got my (?)
The little called
They said, "The enemies done up"
Oh, yeah? Punto want to squabble with me,
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the
Oh, Everythin' is everythin', it's 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 me now, they want to put the game in town
Compton to Congress, it's set trippin' all around
Ain't nothin' new but a of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans
Red state versus a blue state, which one you
give us guns and drugs, call us thugs
Tell me they profit to fuck you
Nobody can with you, Obama said, "What it do?"

Can I get one

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Everybody want to talk who this and who that
Who the realest and who wack, who white or who
Critics want to mention that they when hip hop was rappin'
Motherfuck if they did, then a be platinum
Y'all bullshit, put energy in wrong shit
Hennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been gone
Don't ask about no politician at shows
No, don't ask about my, uh, no, don't ask my foes
you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the
Had the Coast on
"K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up box"
I box 'em all in, land stock