Luyện nghe bài hát Victory Freestyle

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

Banks]
I got a industry gangstress who argues and the reefer
And who flip when I call a bitch like she Latifah
And all the vehicle's is long enough to the streetsweeper
shit can get uglier 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 here to drop knowledge on you
sick rottweiler's on you fuckas, cops followin to cuff us
Top to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
When it comes to paper I blow a soul aero
I'ma before I lay floor buried
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, n plad ain't Burburry
You can't Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
When Im the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know to watch botherin ya
For I'll put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
Why party wit a
I'm blowin a 10 'cause Bush handin for a party in a prison
I'm in the gucci wit the green and red straps
I'm the last rapper to scare niggas Craig Mack
Now every morning's a fast
And there aint problem dressed 'cause my closet got more isles than pathmart
Run, we startin a raid
Or leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a of eggs
I'm a young pardon my age
I don't got hair but if I did she be partin my braids
Niggas out what club they at
take 'em wit us, and run a on 'em like a subway map
Ya advance is a Acura
see these record labels got most artists gettin fucked like the gay
i go the on the tour
I'm down in history nigga, next to Wallace and Shakur
I ya ammo clean, Tek's polished in the drawer
Camera's by the hamper monitor the floor
by now, you probably of me
outta surgery, flashy as a fuck, you gon' have to murder me
Burglary, I'm leavin wit cha nike's bugendy, T, bergendy
you match now, down
niggas love to hate you, but love you when you
catch me on the boat wit smoke and fishin' gear
heavy when I toke, C-notes from different
Bezzy on the rope, and liftin chairs
You ain't rich, but we glad to ya
I send to crib like I'm a cab dispatcha
you better off wit ya guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
you ain't gettin nuttin but ya french fries
it's a damn shame still local
I'm in a million dollar studio layin my

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