Luyện nghe bài hát Real 92.3 Freestyle

1]
You knew a plug, plug, plug, a plug like this
Sophisticated gangsta, watch me like this
your, uh, in a club like this
Seven zeros, my pub like this
in a rock in a hard place
I am thinkin' I won't y'all up, well, I am
I got to get my off
My come from Devin the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And Brown with his fist crossed
I fluctuate the vocals like Rogers
thought a billionaire come out of Compton?
Multiply simple logic, it's 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 to know I'm gifted
hood rat brownie points and bullshittin'
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin', hopped a on 'em
Grab my and pour on 'em
Yeah, homie, I'm still talkin' that
Hoppin' out on my enemies, I know who to
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 one 'Ru and one Loc, one slip and one played him close
subject to change
Nowadays, the (?) kill each other
Faster an opposite color
Homies out everythin', you're dead, homie
It's your mother, your and brother
If God was a Loc, he'd probably had one
Damn, that's fucked up, I it is
When you can't trust not a inside these streets
I made a out there 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 block was home and Africa was too far for
I knew

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
And you don't and you don't

2]
This is unmatched
This feelin' is brought to you by adrenaline and rap
Pendleton ball cap
Windows shatter, same synonym back
Been in it before had impacts
My innocence limited, the lacked
Ten of us with no tentative tactic cracked
The of a literate writer, but I did in fact
You admitted it once I it wrapped in plastic
scribblin', scratchin' diligent sentences backwards
Visitin' freestyle cyphers for your
Now I can visit a stadium, it the fastest
Gamblin' Benjamin benefits, in traffic
Spinnin' women in cartwheels, linen fabric on
in every decision
Kendrick is and mastered it
it lovely how menace has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, your fraction, runnin' pure magic
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But what's better than I know everything
I know everything, I myself
I know morality, spirituality, good and
I know fatality might you
I know everything, I Compton
I know street shit, I know that's conscience, I know everything
I lawyers, advertisement and sponsors
I know wisdom, I know bad religion, I know good
I everything, I know history
I know the universe mentally
I know the 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 those hungry
I know everything, the to lows to groupies and junkies
I know if I'm at heart, I don't need recognition
The way I'm rewarded, well, God'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 people work, I the price of life
I know how much worth, I know what I know and I know it well
Not to ever forget until I realized I know shit
Big Boy, up?

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

3]
I don't give a 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 is where it's at
Look, I came in this game, I stuck my in this 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 to the scripts like, "Yeah, 'em Benjamins can cuddle up"
I skip, hop, I drip-drop, I flip-flop with them white socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me this
That's what the chronic smell like when them mix
Fifty-homie salute, I'm out to Compton Zoo with the
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road Kings and
Rip Ridaz, (?), Mexicans eff with 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? is everythin', it's scandalous
Slow motion for the ambulance, the project with cameras
The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', numbers slanderin'
Homie's name on paper, you all summer
The streets don't fail me now, they want to put the game in
From Compton to Congress, it's set trippin' all
Ain't nothin' new but a flow of new DemoCrips and
Red versus a blue state, which one you governin'?
They 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

4]
Everybody want to talk about who this and who
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 energy in wrong
Hennessy and Vic, my memory been gone since
Don't ask no politician 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 that can push the button
Had the Coast on
"K. Dot, what up? I they opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, buyin' stock