Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Schemin Freestyle

Uh I say one to live
So nigger Im a ball till I fall
September gone hell a hall
Niggers act like they dont remember when I was raw
But since they run their mouth bitches they can tell them broads
How I came
fling blue
Everybody bust
And Im with the same
Half my homies dope
They dont got the same
But we got the same
I used to work same old
I used to them same
Tryna touch a mill
Twenty four with a
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 them that its time to
all the sudden all these suckers mad
Cause 24 and buying shit they wished they had
Is it my
Or Is it my
Life I and shit I talk
I hit and the whips I pop
When I did bit they forget that part
And its all so
Where men cry
And old men die
But I aint
Did my time
of them hope he die
But Im gonna
MIA
we lie
We in viv
And we dib
We fly G5
I used to a million 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 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 up and I stay alive
Pac Man Pac Man
Run because the is out
Ross has a new crib
it looked like Oprahs house
I just bought a new
My shit looks like his older
Last of a dyeing bread its nothing I told about
Yall get exported when bricks get imported

The be informing
Got a crib in California
About to do
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 Im a shit my pockets sound when it
Louis Vuitton snickers different Ill be in them
Keep a bad chick me
I own her she a rental
I
em out
Take em
She know I you with a lot I make I stack
Looking at the dill fuck around and this back
I get so comfy in bitch I fuck her and I take a nap Zs
She at me that paper Im like bitch please
out to the jeweler make my wrist freeze
This shit on my hip
Believe youre cheese
Hit you with the clip
You get on bullshit
Im a blow this paper its 2012
If getting money was a sin I guess Im to hell
If stacking on them was a crime I guess Im to jail
And they gonna have to give me cause Ill be doing it well
Im getting money on the
We dont regular cause nigger we aint regular
Got pretty on my cellular
All I get is straight cash and Im a register
Im balling like no tomorrow
Forty on my ma
Thirty foot pricy piece
I think I got every
I dont hit so many
sweet
Back and forth to
MIA like week
Cant my maps
Cause I got so but now Im back
I came from to the trap
And Im right back in these
Running round this map
And I talking about my laptop
Talking the back block
in a dirty wet
Hammers in the box
What you know about that?
Im spitting off the top and they aint flowing like that
They aint flowing this
Old school
Flowing like kiss raspy in the vib
With a hundred
Ace of spade my thing
Hot 97 they know that Im going
My neck, my wrist be all
A lot of catch cases
They aint me
They are
When its time to see selves
I had no bell
But had a of bitches
They was me sentimental
So I had to hold it
And now I got the

I for my niggers dog
I ride for my uh