Luyện nghe bài hát Rosenberg Freestyle

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

1]
Stuntin' on the low so feel better
Damn, why they hatin' on a nigga?
East side Atlanta where kill niggas
I was in a coma but I with you
I'll be by your side
play me that new "3005"
Bino won't die, illest rapper
See up with Fredo when I'm out in the Chi
Murder everything I touch but I know why
And he can get the business, your girlfriend me
Turn it up, who is Shots at your fitted
Gra-ta-ta, are we not that
Are we not God, is this not black excellence?
I lie to you people but my soul too sensitive
Gam-b, y'all ain't got on me
Man I'm so fly XYZ
Threat to the throne, man murder this
You are such a poser, you ain't ever of this
Shots at you fake boys '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 Nextel
Run up on boys, get murked
Nigga sit down, he can't me
Curly black hair, bright panties
Blush on the vanity, tanner her ass out
We have to love each other, she just wanna cash out
Stone Mountain bitch, run it off a
This is for my up in Onyx gettin' shitfaced
He just dropped a mixtape, she got so
Took her to a Clippers game and niggas ain't
Drugs on the rider, need to my act up
Man.... I he was an actor
Thought he was a fuckin' joke, when I 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 could't lose I'm out at Tongue & Groove
Royalty, I run the crew... we dem

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

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