Luyện nghe bài hát Rosenberg Freestyle

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

1]
Stuntin' on the low so they better
Damn, why they hatin' on a nigga?
East Atlanta where they kill niggas
I was in a coma but I with you
I'll be right by side
Radio play me new "3005"
won't die, illest rapper alive
See what's up with when I'm out in the Chi
Murder everything I touch but I know why
And he can get the business, your love me
it up, who is this? Shots at your fitted
Gra-ta-ta, are we not that
Are we not God, is this not black 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
Threat to the throne, man I'ma murder
You are such a poser, you ain't heard of this
Shots at you fake walkin' 'round in turtlenecks
And a Wanna be me so bad
And the hair so homeless, labels want us
Bino well read, like
Hit me on my Snapchat, hit me on my Chirp
Run up on boys, get murked
Nigga sit down, he stand me
black hair, bright pink panties
Blush on the vanity, tanner her ass out
We don't have to love each other, she just cash out
Stone Mountain bitch, run it off a
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, to clean my act up
Man.... I thought he was an
Thought he was a fuckin' joke, I wrote them fuckin' notes
I do is dope, I hope you niggas overdose
I hope you niggas hear the truth, so honest in my
If Parker Lewis could't lose I'm blackin' out at Tongue &
Royalty, I run the crew... we dem

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

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