Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Schemin Freestyle

Uh I say one life to
So nigger Im a ball I fucking fall
September gone hell a hall
Niggers act like dont remember when I was selling raw
But since they run their mouth like bitches can tell them broads
How I came
Panama blue
Everybody down
And Im with the same
Half my homies dope
They got the same view
But we got the goals
I used to work same old
I used to sell same
Tryna touch a hundred
Twenty with a ghost
I swear my life is hell a
Took babies out the hood
Put my momma up on that
Got the up off my shoulders
Tell that its time to kill
all the all these other suckers mad
Cause only 24 and buying shit wished they had
Is it my
Or Is it my
Life I live and shit I
I hit and the whips I pop
When I did that bit they forget part
And its all so
grown men cry
And old men die
But I aint
Did them my
None of them he die
But Im live
MIA
we lie
We in viv
And we dib
We fly G5
I used to have a million and a bad
But now I got it I treat it just like my last
Got one
than a double sun
Real homies love me cause they feel just where Im coming
Old heads balling
I talking running gun
Use to the paper now the money I be running from
Ah every day I wake up I pray to god
That I get my cake up and I alive
Pac Man Pac Man
Run the ghost is out
Ross has a new crib
Shit it looked Oprahs house
I just a new crib
My shit like his older house
Last of a bread its nothing that I told about
Yall get exported them bricks get imported

The informers be
Got a in Malibu California
About to do
Got a sting I my debt
I them do it for ah

I for my niggers dog
I ride for my uh
And I slide for my dog uh

I say money in the building everybody
rights Im a shit my pockets sound when it
Louis Vuitton snickers colors Ill be in them
a bad chick with me
I dont own her she a
I
em out
Take em
She I extend you with a lot I make I stack
Looking at the dill around and take this back
I get so comfy in that bitch I her and I take a nap Zs
She at me with that paper Im like please
Shout out to the make my wrist freeze
This thats on my hip
youre Swiss cheese
Hit you the whole clip
You get on bullshit
Im a blow this like its 2012
If getting money was a sin I Im going to hell
If stacking on them was a crime I guess Im going to
And they have to give me life cause Ill be doing it well
Im money on the regular
We dont smoking regular cause we aint regular
Got some on my cellular
All I get is straight cash and Im a register
Im like theres no tomorrow
Forty on my ma
Thirty foot this piece
I think I got every
I dont hit so dimes
sweet
Back and forth to
MIA every week
Cant my maps
I got so many but now Im back
I came from Hollywood to the
And Im back in these streets
Running round with map
And I aint talking my laptop
Talking the back block
Running in a wet
in the stash box
Huh? What you know about
Im bars off the top and they aint flowing like that
aint flowing like this
Old school
like kiss raspy voice in the vib
With a hundred
Ace of doing my thing
Hot 97 they that Im going angry
My neck, my be all bling
A lot of niggers cases
aint like me
They are
its time to see their selves
I aint had no
But had a couple of
was riding me sentimental
So I had to it down
And now I got the

I for my niggers dog
I for my niggers uh