Luyện nghe bài hát Real 92.3 Freestyle

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You never knew a plug, plug, plug, a plug like
gangsta, watch me thug like this
Snatch your, uh, in a club this
Seven zeros, need my pub like
Stuck in a rock in a place
I am thinkin' I bump y'all up, well, I am
I got to get my off
My style come Devin the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And James Brown with his fist
I the vocals like Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a come out of Compton?
Multiply logic, it's rules you can follow
If Dre motivation, I don't know who is
and a curse, maybe them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too pessimistic to I'm gifted
hood rat brownie points and bullshittin'
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin', a four on 'em
my dick 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 where I need to be
Such a sceneries, I smell 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 each
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, that's fucked up, I it is
When you can't trust not a soul inside streets
I made a video out in Copenhagen, so the homies can see
To let 'em know more than just Pamela Lee
said, "Good looking"
Paused the video the moment his phone
fast dollar was his only problem
No matter how many times I him the Eiffel Tower
The block was home and was too far for power
I knew

And you don't and you 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 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 Internet had
My innocence limited, the lacked
Ten of us with no tentative tactic cracked
The mind of a literate writer, but I did in
You admitted it once I submitted it wrapped in
Remember scribblin', diligent sentences backwards
Visitin' freestyle cyphers for reaction
Now I can a stadium, pack it the fastest
Gamblin' Benjamin benefits, in traffic
Spinnin' in cartwheels, linen fabric on fashion
Winnin' in decision
Kendrick is and mastered it
Isn't it lovely how menace has attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction, runnin' pure
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But what's than that? I know everything
I everything, I know myself
I know morality, spirituality, and beheld
I know fatality might you
I know everything, I know
I know street shit, I know that's conscience, I know everything
I know lawyers, advertisement and
I know wisdom, I know bad religion, I know karma
I know everything, I history
I the universe works mentally
I the perks of bullshit, that isn't meant 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 and junkies
I know if I'm generous at heart, I don't need
The way I'm rewarded, well, that's decision
You know, know that from Compton School District
I give it to the kids, don't gossip how it was distributed
I, I, I know how people work, I the price of life
I how much it's worth, I know what I know and I know it well
Not to ever until I realized I didn't know shit
Big Boy, up?

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 stop

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

Can I get one

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Everybody want to talk about who and who that
Who the realest and who wack, who white or who
Critics want to mention they miss when hip hop was rappin'
Motherfuck if they did, then a 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, ask about my foes
'Less you me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop can push the button
Had the on standby
"K. Dot, what up? I they opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, buyin' land