Luyện nghe bài hát Wait A Minute (Freestyle)

Wait, wait, a minute
Wait a minute
Wait, wait, wait a
Wait one fucking
I'm looking at your end list
You're choosing rappers friends with
Who be what their friends did
ratchets and extensions
Wait, wait, wait a
We done heard their best shit
We already got the
They on a lean, molly, Percocet
Think I what real success is
Running around since "The Message"
Forty pounder full of death
Money counter of blessings
I sent a right at the cannon barrel
your wall, closet, through your damn apparel
Through grandma chair, through your granite counter
Topping, I ain't tryna stop it you standing on the doorstep
Of the man upstairs, nigga, you're
Wait a minute,
I've been going crazy on these records way before
the bad half Shady vortex, armed in navy warfare
Y'all them Barnum boys
to back the fuck up or get smacked the fuck up eighty million different ways
If I say it's fuck the then the world's getting fucked
million different ways
When I'm with it
Then the world's gon get the AIDS some 1984 sex
This the traumatize your rapper year
This the related racketeer
All I'm tryna hear today is and drill
It's all downhill from here like Jack and
Wait, wait, wait, wait a
a motherfucking minute
I'm giving all my hoes an ultimatum, she my
I'm just tryna motivate her, I'm just shit
She just ass shot
Like a Boy home invader
I get a whole to all my haters
Just so I could go and get
Wait, wait, a minute
Wait a motherfucking
I watch you niggas go up
I'm Compton on school bus
It's documented, boy, prove
Been dropping gems I grew up
I got to feel void move, bruh
The target's destroyed, boo ya
nerds rapping for attention
For a word from or Akademik
Prefer to you over engine
I'm Murs for the Guinness
Wait, wait, wait a
I know you heard I'm back in
I'm going than Tha Carter X
I'm flapping independent
I'm tycooning the pressure
I'm typhooning this weather
I might do a nigga for 'em
Give him back to him a little
Got the cash holding on line two, brink noise on one
with the rifle, fuckboy, don't run
I'm live from it the streams
Buying and getting beams
You coming with your teams
It's feeling like iFunny the memes
I flip the like "say something"
Around dough like
Let you rip the
Then I come and rip the stage down more like Trey
Category slaughter gang
me, nigga, this is God hustle
Phantom or the 'Vette, Lahren, Charlamagne shit
The odd
Wait, wait, a minute
I'm away from fucking mating with her
I bend her over, stick her on the car
Tyler fucking Creator it
You a lame, you from fame
You had a chain, now it's your chain
Face down on your computer sleep
Closest you gon' be to laying in name
Body bag after bag
Leave a trail laying in lane
I'm Chillin' on the record business
But I saying I distribute Kane
a motherfucking minute
You popping with the actors
I fucked the baddest of the white
I'm Talib Kweli the blackness
I'm def with immigration
on top of ladies
I'm Mos Def with
on top of babies
Wait a motherfucking