Luyện nghe bài hát Turn My Swag On Freestyle

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I'm in the zone, go!

I don't mean to
But my long
I feel like I'm worth a million bucks
Yeah, I'm countin'

Got that Swag
And my long
But in the streets I could a million bucks
Yeah, me the money

You be
Imma be in London. No
They to do it for the block cuz they the ones not tourin
Ain't in these streets rappers claim to be on
They really in front of ning Alonzo Mourning (Internet)
At the rucca with the blucca cuz the worth of my
Street baller, ain't no to even work on my form
King of the underground like the mixtape Bun
Label don't even to move until my mixtapes done
Bad Breezy in the A then do I want
And she say that's right, ok, and yeah like she John
Sleepin over in the dorm with chick is a norm'
In the jacuzzi with my Black on like I'm Ron
Look into my iPhone if a bad chick you want
Height Williams sneak a peak, and big was born
Swag deposit in my closet, take whatever you
So many horses that my stylist call me da Don
I be workin until dawn, say I ain't fun
I ain't down with that complainin so now you been warned
X'd out of my booklet you don't wanna be one
So many X's they addresses lookin like some porn
And just my x-man but she still on my arm
I send her to City you gon' think that she storm
She turn over in the morn', she can bet be gone
Shoulda known that dot com, be a and join

Cuz she hop up out the bed, Imma be gone
On my grind before you wake up
Yeah, I you love me

I like no competition so I guess that I'm greedy
I in Michael Jordan's kitchen and walk out with his Wheaties
So much jewelry that my closet lookin' frosted as
freezy, lookin' like that big commercial on TV
Rollin' wit a magnet I call Arab money
Could wake up in your momma's bed I'm your stepdad, dummy
I'm too sick nostrils ain't gon' get that runny
Pimpin' Kenneth and Hugh Hefner, I pimp that bunny
Chamilli is the truth, puke is I induce
I'm so sick that if I it look like Cranberry Juice
Look who's touching on the head, you say that she loose
I backwards while your chick is playing duck, duck, goose
These rappers can't see me just me the hidden truth
And I'm probably about to wreck it there's a hidden booth
All rappers is fruity but don't ask me for proof
They so sweet, I can't name without chippin' a tooth
Not in my Fave 5, not part of my group
So when your chick get in the coup, part of my chicken coop
You don't know who kill it, you need to be introduced
And you need to just one eye on me like Zeus
Cuz

I don't mean to
But my long
Yeah I feel like I'm a million bucks
Yeah, I'm countin'

Got that corporate
And my long
But in the streets I could make a bucks
Yeah, me the money