Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Flush Freestyle

[Intro - Royce
Yeah, Bar 2 nigga. It's a motherfuckin' holiday bitches

[Verse 1 -
Bar 2
I landslide you to below
stance nigga flow
How How far can you go?
Only as far as the
and Royce 5'9"
Bar Exam 2, a rhyme
A miniature version of me, me he wanted to MC
I him, "Be careful who you be."
He said, "I'ma be me."
I said, "Yeah, I see. But you don't understand I really mean."
Look at the list
It got my down
A bald head for the crown
How you me now?
I terrorize rap
What manner of creature could do
stupid
Retarded, artists
You click, target
Staff Sargent Canibus
I not let off the gas
Traverse it through San Stone's
The spills whiskey from a flask

2 - Elzhi]
I toke green, blowin' out smoke
Poke queens, them with soaked jeans
You're the definition of "joke" mean
I'm status
Like glowin' lights the far stratos-
-Phere, it's who repertoire that is
whites and fuck a shoe price
My outgrew mice
I'm too nice, cut through slice, I'm seein' you
The lead
Been moves like Speed Racer
Indeed tracin' line that with your mind like a weed lacer
Try and boast, ain't lyin' close, so I diagnose
I could fry and roast any guy till they ghost
Pee on peons eons
Till there's neon
Close encounter of the three
You may fall, I'm AWOL, my heaters spray y'all
And put you in a hole like Robert Peter to pay
I could give a
Got a to leave a river stuck
You hear it lines ??

3 - Royce Da 5'9"]
Osama McCain, you in this ring
Rhyming with Obama the
End up on the bottom of the
Living inside of springs
I'mm in a
I spit the only kind of sickness that brings
That means I'm ill
And plus I'm bitch
I should've played Hancock instead of Will
Cos I'm and flyer
I'm the super hero minus all the attire
And I bleed
Tell your idol his up
And barbe-cue
Every rhyme lined up steve harvey's do
From the to the brick man
Niggas couldn't follow in my steps 'less I in some quick sand
So come and see a burn a show
And give me a hand before I give you the fist a germaphobe
And you too scary to scuffle
If you ain't hit a before you buried your knuckles
I got a hundred drum
I shoot the first thirty to kill everybody that trash hook up
blast the butcher
Empty the clip just to that 70 show like ashton kutcher
Nigga you at war with sharks the government
Will leave you airless/heirless like jordan sparks or a queen
We put it on y'all, tape a niggas phone
Sell it to the net for a card
use it to phone y'all mommas
I throw you niggas a and then I bury the drama in a bone yard
The flow's in
I got plastic on me than all of hugh heffner's hoes combined
My got GT's and shit, yeah I know mini coopers
While you rolling around in the mini coopers
I'm the shit for real, niggas mini poopers
Drunk, wildin, commitin and henny bloopers
Who give a nigga the snoop foot
him out on the floor like the Manut look
You shook, nigga I'm like the cook
I put a price on the whip and I'm like the book
an appetite for destruction with the greed stigma
Explains my and adds to my enigma
If digital or analog
Bar Exam 2 is the present, the distributor is Claus