Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Schemin Freestyle

Uh I say one life to
So nigger Im a ball I fucking fall
Like September gone hell a
Niggers act like they remember when I was selling raw
But since they run their mouth like bitches they can tell broads
How I through
Panama blue
Everybody bust
And Im with the same
Half my homies dope
dont got the same view
But we got the same
I used to work that old
I used to them same
Tryna a hundred mill
four with a ghost
I swear my is hell a real
Took babies out the hood
Put my momma up on hill
Got the weight up off my
them that its time to kill
all the sudden all these other mad
Cause only 24 and shit they wished they had
Is it my
Or Is it my
Life I live and I talk
I hit and the whips I pop
When I did that bit they that part
And its all so
Where men cry
And old men die
But I fouled
Did them my
None of hope he die
But Im gonna
MIA
we lie
We in viv
And we dib
We fly G5
I used to have a and a bad bitch
But now I got it I treat it like my last bitch
Got one
than a double sun
Real homies love me cause they feel just where Im from
Old been balling
I aint running gun
Use to chase the paper now the money I be from
Ah day I wake up I just pray to god
That I get my cake up and I stay
Pac Man Pac Man
Run because the is out
Ross has bought a new
Shit it looked like house
I bought a new crib
My shit like his older house
Last of a dyeing its nothing that I told about
Yall get exported them bricks get imported

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

I ride for my dog
I ride for my uh
And I for my niggers 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
Keep a bad with me
I own her she a rental
I
em out
Take em
She know I extend you a lot I make I stack
Looking at the dill fuck around and take this
I get so comfy in that bitch I fuck her and I a nap Zs
She at me with that paper Im like please
Shout out to the jeweler my wrist freeze
This shit on my hip
Believe youre Swiss
Hit you with the whole
You get on bullshit
Im a blow paper like its 2012
If getting was a sin I guess Im going to hell
If stacking on them was a crime I Im going to jail
And they gonna to give me life cause Ill be doing it well
Im getting on the regular
We dont smoking regular cause nigger we regular
Got some pretty on my
All I get is straight cash and Im like a
Im balling theres no tomorrow
Forty on my ma
Thirty foot this piece
I I got every sneak
I hit so many dimes
sweet
Back and forth to
MIA like week
remember my maps
Cause I got so many but now Im
I came from Hollywood to the
And Im right back in these
Running round this map
And I aint talking my laptop
Talking bout the back
in a dirty wet
Hammers in the box
What you know about that?
Im spitting bars off the top and they aint flowing like
They aint flowing this
Old school
Flowing like raspy voice in the vib
With a bottle
Ace of spade my thing
Hot 97 they know that Im angry
My neck, my be all bling
A lot of niggers catch
aint like me
They are
When its time to see selves
I had no bell
But had a of bitches
They was riding me
So I had to hold it
And now I got the

I ride for my dog
I for my niggers uh