Luyện nghe bài hát Real 92.3 Freestyle

1]
You never a plug, plug, plug, a plug 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 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 James Brown with his crossed
I the vocals like Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a come out of Compton?
Multiply simple logic, it's rules you can
If Dre ain't motivation, I don't who is
Gift and a curse, them shoes is too big
Or I'm too pessimistic to know I'm gifted
Chasin' rat brownie points and bullshittin'
I dropped the on 'em, scrapin', hopped 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 when my 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 slip and one played him
Everythin' subject to
Nowadays, the Compton (?) kill each
than an opposite color
Homies whack out everythin', you're dead,
It's your mother, your and brother
If God was a Loc, he'd had one comin'
Damn, that's fucked up, I it is
you can't trust not a soul inside these streets
I made a out there in Copenhagen, so the homies can see
To let 'em know more than just Pamela Lee
said, "Good looking"
Paused the video the his phone ring
That dollar was his only problem
No matter how many times I him the Eiffel Tower
The was home and Africa was too far for power
I knew

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

2]
This feelin' is
This feelin' is brought to you by and good rap
Black Pendleton cap
Windows shatter, synonym fall back
Been in it before had impacts
My limited, the experience lacked
Ten of us with no tentative tactic cracked
The mind of a writer, but I did in fact
You admitted it once I submitted it wrapped in
Remember scribblin', scratchin' diligent backwards
Visitin' freestyle cyphers for reaction
Now I can visit a stadium, it the fastest
Gamblin' benefits, sittin' in traffic
Spinnin' women in cartwheels, linen on fashion
Winnin' in decision
Kendrick is and mastered it
Isn't it how menace has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction, runnin' pure
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But what's better than that? I know
I everything, I know myself
I know morality, spirituality, good and
I know fatality might you
I know everything, I Compton
I know street shit, I know shit conscience, I know everything
I lawyers, advertisement and sponsors
I wisdom, I know bad religion, I know good karma
I know everything, I know
I know the universe works
I know the perks of bullshit, that isn't for me
I know everything, I know cars, clothes, and money
I know loyalty, I know respect, I those that's hungry
I know everything, the highs to lows to groupies and
I know if I'm generous at heart, I don't need
The way I'm rewarded, well, God's decision
You know, they know that from School District
I it to the kids, don't gossip 'bout how it was distributed
I, I, I know how people work, I know the of life
I know how 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 don't and you
And you don't and you don't and you
And you and you don't stop

3]
I don't a buck about no politics in rap
My little homie Stunna ain't never comin' back
So I got to go every time I jump on wax
Bump what they talking 'bout, this 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 up the bread and huddle up
I'm stickin' to the scripts like, "Yeah, 'em can cuddle up"
I skip, hop, I drip-drop, I with them white tube socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me burn
That's what the smell like when them chemicals mix
Fifty-homie salute, I'm out to Compton Zoo the extras
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road and dressers
Rip Ridaz, (?), that eff with me
Nobody can eff me, tell y'all to eff with me
out the Caddy, uh, just got my (?)
The little homies
said, "The enemies done cliqued up"
Oh, yeah? Punto want to with me, vatio?
Oh, Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio
Oh, yeah? Everythin' is everythin', it's
motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras
The gamblin', scramblin', football numbers slanderin'
Homie's on paper, you snitched 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 and ReBloodlicans
Red versus a blue state, which one you governin'?
They give us guns and drugs, us thugs
Tell me they to fuck with you
can fuck with you, Obama said, "What it do?"

Can I get one

4]
Everybody want to talk who this and who that
Who the and who wack, who white or who black
Critics want to mention they miss when hip hop was rappin'
Motherfuck if they did, a nigga'd be platinum
Y'all priorities bullshit, put in wrong shit
and Crown Vic, my memory been gone since
Don't ask about no politician at award
No, don't ask about my, uh, no, don't ask about my
you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to that can push the button
Had the on standby
"K. Dot, up? I heard they opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, buyin' stock