Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Schemin Freestyle

Uh I say one life to
So nigger Im a ball I fucking fall
Like gone hell a hall
Niggers act like they dont remember I was selling raw
But since they run their mouth like bitches they can them broads
How I through
Panama blue
Everybody down
And Im with the same
my homies selling dope
They got the same view
But we got the same
I used to that same old
I to sell them same
touch a hundred mill
Twenty with a ghost
I swear my life is hell a
Took babies out the hood
Put my momma up on hill
Got the weight up off my
Tell them that its to kill
all the sudden all these suckers mad
only 24 and buying shit they wished they had
Is it my
Or Is it my
Life I and shit I talk
Hoes I hit and the I pop
When I did that bit they forget that
And its all so
Where men cry
And old men die
But I fouled
Did them my
None of hope he die
But Im live
MIA
we lie
We in viv
And we dib
We fly G5
I to have a million and a bad bitch
But now I got it I treat it just like my bitch
Got one
than a double sun
Real homies love me they feel just where Im coming from
Old heads been
I aint talking gun
Use to chase the paper now the money I be 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 like Oprahs
I just a new crib
My shit looks like his older
Last of a dyeing bread its that I told about
Yall get exported when them bricks get

The be informing
Got a crib in California
to do Miami
Got a I clear my debt
I told do it for ah

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

I say money in the everybody spending
Thirty rights Im a shit my pockets when it
Louis Vuitton snickers different colors Ill be in
a bad chick with me
I dont own her she a
I
em out
Take em
She know I extend you with a lot I I stack
Looking at the dill fuck around and take back
I get so comfy in that bitch I her and I take a nap Zs
She at me with that paper Im like bitch
Shout out to the jeweler make my freeze
This shit on my hip
Believe youre Swiss
Hit you the whole clip
You get on some
Im a this paper like its 2012
If getting money was a sin I Im going to hell
If on them was a crime I guess Im going to jail
And they have to give me life cause Ill be doing it well
Im getting money on the
We dont smoking regular nigger we aint regular
Got some on my cellular
All I get is cash and Im like a register
Im like theres no tomorrow
on my order ma
Thirty foot this pricy
I think I got sneak
I hit so many dimes
Presidentuary
Back and forth to
MIA every week
Cant remember my
I got so many but now Im back
I came Hollywood to the trap
And Im right back in these
Running with this map
And I aint talking about my
Talking bout the back
in a dirty wet
Hammers in the box
Huh? What you about that?
Im bars off the top and they aint flowing like that
They flowing like this
Old flow
Flowing kiss raspy voice in the vib
With a hundred
Ace of spade doing my
Hot 97 they know that Im angry
My neck, my be all bling
A lot of niggers cases
They like me
They are
When its time to see selves
I aint had no
But had a of bitches
was riding me sentimental
So I had to hold it
And now I got the

I ride for my dog
I for my niggers uh