Luyện nghe bài hát Rosenberg Freestyle

I've been my whole life, nigga
I've grindin' my whole life, Rosenberg
been grindin' my whole life, Fam

1]
Stuntin' on the low so feel better
Damn, why they hatin' on a real
East side Atlanta they kill niggas
I was in a coma but I stayed you
be right by your side
Radio me that new "3005"
Bino won't die, illest rapper
See what's up Fredo when I'm out in the Chi
Murder everything I but I don't know why
And he can get the business, girlfriend love me
Turn it up, who is this? Shots at your
Gra-ta-ta, are we not that
Are we not young God, is this not excellence?
I could lie to you but my soul too sensitive
Gam-b, y'all got shit on me
Man I'm so fly XYZ
to the throne, man I'ma murder this
You are such a poser, you ain't heard of this
Shots at you fake boys walkin' 'round in
And a Wanna be me so bad
And the hair so homeless, record labels us
well read, like Octobers
Hit me on my Snapchat, hit me on my Nextel
Run up on them boys, get
Nigga sit down, he can't me
Curly black hair, pink panties
Blush on the vanity, with her ass out
We don't have to each other, she just wanna cash out
Mountain bitch, run it off a mixtape
This is for my niggas up in gettin' shitfaced
He just a mixtape, she got so excited
Took her to a Clippers and niggas ain't invited
Drugs on the rider, need to my act up
Man.... I thought he was an
he was a fuckin' joke, when I wrote them fuckin' notes
Everything I do is dope, I hope you niggas
I hope you niggas the truth, so honest in my interviews
If Parker Lewis lose I'm blackin' out at Tongue & Groove
Royalty, I run the crew... we dem

Yo I've been grindin' my life, nigga
Nah I'm talkin'
I'm just sayin' been grindin' my whole life, nigga
You nah I'm talkin'
Yo I got more... I got some more
try and go in

2]
Motha-fuckin' right, we the huffin' OG
In the club tryna it low key, she was all on my D
we fell out of it
Cause I'm never there and she tired of it
Real nigga shit, real love, real pain, intimate
These niggas so scared, I'm it
These so scared, I'm killin' it
So serious, gave the wrong young niggas
They gave the wrong young money
Gave the wrong young niggas
Schoolin' these niggas, got so many zeros they think I'm a
Unlike these other niggas, man I'm really from
This dark-skinned art student with light-skinned
I'm of my time, online messiah
Who spits so much fire that you a God lie
If you say he hot, numbers don't lie
do though, when they say he ain't cold
Niggas need to code, man I'm sick with the Python
I'm ill
Born just to die, that's the human
The world in my words, spit a
I know they hate a nigga down in Mag
album, best song, how you spin that?
The best part is that love Chance
But our fans are the same, you should with your man
And I wonder what they'd say if EP drop
"His was wack, his verse was hot"
I'm on my jock cause I need these hoes
all the same so I don't need these clothes
Same white shirt with his ass hair
"bitch do I look like I care?"
Nah, in the end will notice that we've been God
I watched niggas switch jerseys when your team lost
And yet it's bitch move nigga, make the 6 figures
Then you fly to Kauai for a off
And his girl's body lookin' like a
do what they can, I do what I want
Let's it along, the point of this song
I you doin' fine all the time, drop a fuckin' bomb, nigga Vietnam
On my mom my hand to God
So my hand's on my fuckin'
But you notice
Niggas hang like we didn't notice
can't help me but they want a selfie
Cause their girl is a fan and really love us?
No closed doors
You fuck with the kid or you still not
Be a man it
Don't talk shit and shake hands about it
Be a man, I doubt it, I don't
been grindin' my whole life