Luyện nghe bài hát S.o.d. Money Gang Freestyle

Yahhh!
Yeah man, man
S.O.D. Gang!
Baby!

S.O.D. Money Gang, my tat.
Your fresher den me, Ripleys wouldn't dat.
As I continue rap.
Ya getting nervous.
I'm in my bed getting Clinton service.
I am Soulja Boy, but I join the army.
i walk inside the mall and all the girls swarm me.
Have a lot of haters but they cannot me.
I did something wrong why did you me.
I'm a fly guy, way than the next man.
I am a senior, but i have to stay man.
At the Square Garden, yeah I the whole show stop.
to ya suckers, I never ate a blow pop.
Whoever you are, you will like song.
Ya favorite rappers probably bite this song.
They're thinkin in there head, "Did I write song?"
They wanna get on, so they make diss
car is fast, my car is faster.
You have a screen, I have a plasma.
a lot of questions, but you dont have the answers.
My sick, I have rap cancer.
on his last breath it's time to take the tube off.
Red dot on his nose, we nicknamed him
You are a pussy, you try seafood
My whole eating all you do is see food.
"Soulja Boy, when is your next drop?"
I made it rain in the club and didn't leave a drop.
But when it does drop, would feel it.
But ya CD drop, if I threw it off a building.
I am bossy get a of dat.
Yes I am boss, CEO to be exact.
Ya ya had me for a second.
What's a mirage, single car you want, it is inside my garage.
Damn, Boy you hit 'em wit a low blow.
paid me 50 G's, but damn I was a no show.
I need my money two
It's S.O.D. money gang, at the tat.
God damn!
Superfresh with the soulja, shades.
Boy Tell Em you got the rover, range.
So much money the money and blaze.
Take this and im going so insane.
up the track and I ripped up the beat.
Got the 4 J's all on my feet.
Boy Tell Em wit the birdman seats.
God damn, Boy you murked dat beat.