Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Freestyle

50
Yo, yo we can't alive forever
So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die
I'm high as ever, more hoes and more
G-Unit move around with them pounds and
Yea faggot, if I want it I'm gon' it
if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it
Don't make a ass yaself tryin to stop me
I'm cocky, raps rocky, nigga you
You that I'm, 8 levels above you nigga
I'll club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly
I'm the wrong one to
You rattin on niggas is only gon' leave you
So the only thing now is tools for these cowrads
I got no friends, most of these cowards
They pop 'till we start approaching these cowards
While we lay around dollars, they lay flowers

[Lloyd
I got a industry gangstress who argues and the reefer
And who flip when I a bitch like she Queen Latifah
And all the is long enough to snatch the streetsweeper
This shit can get than the Master P sneaker
We through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
The spring break ho's holmes from college fuck us
I ain't to drop knowledge on you suckas
I'll sick rottweiler's on you fuckas, followin to cuff us
Top to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
When it comes to paper I a soul outta aero
I'ma break before I lay floor
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, n every plad ain't
You tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
When Im changin the looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know to watch botherin ya
For reachin put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
Why party wit a
I'm blowin a 10 'cause handin flyers for a party in a prison
I'm in the gucci vest wit the green and red
I'm the last rapper to scare niggas since Mack
Now every morning's a fast
And there aint problem gettin dressed 'cause my closet got more isles pathmart
Run, when we a raid
Or leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of
I'm a young pimp my age
I don't got long but if I did she be partin my braids
Niggas find out club they at
take 'em wit us, and run a on 'em like a subway map
Ya advance is a Acura
see these labels got most artists gettin fucked like the gay rappa'
i go the college on the
I'm goin down in nigga, next to Wallace and Shakur
I keep ya ammo clean, polished in the drawer
Camera's by the hamper that monitor the
by now, you probably of me
fresh outta surgery, flashy as a fuck, you gon' have to me
Burglary, I'm wit cha nike's bugendy, White T, bergendy
you now, back down
niggas love to hate you, but love you when you
me on the boat wit weed smoke and fishin' gear
heavy when I toke, from different years
Bezzy on the rope, remotes and liftin
You rich, but we glad to snatch ya
I send cars to crib like I'm a cab
you better off wit ya stupid guys, for a coupe to drive
you ain't gettin nuttin but ya french supersized
it's a shame y'all still local
I'm in a million dollar studio my vocals

[50
Still in the nigga, you ain't goin nowhere
you gon' be there for the rest of yo muthafuckin life
and yo momma said, I'm supposed to you somethin.....
to encourage you, somethin
aight well I gon' lie to you muthafucka, he ain't goin nowhere
get a beer, get on the fuckin curb...
dirtbag