Luyện nghe bài hát Wait A Minute (Freestyle)

Wait, wait, a minute
Wait a goddamn
Wait, wait, wait a
one fucking minute
I'm at your year end list
You're choosing rappers you're friends
Who be rapping their friends did
Toolie and extensions
Wait, wait, a minute
We done already their best shit
We got the message
They on a lean, molly, Percocet
Think I found what success is
Running here since "The Message"
Forty pounder of death wish
Money counter of blessings
I sent a cannonball at the cannon barrel
Through your wall, closet, your damn apparel
Through grandma chair, through your granite counter
Topping, I ain't tryna it 'till you standing on the doorstep
Of the man upstairs, nigga, you're
a minute, nigga
I've been going crazy on records way before Flex
This the bad Shady vortex, armed in navy warfare
Y'all them Bailey boys
Best to back the fuck up or get smacked the fuck up eighty million ways
If I say it's fuck the world the world's getting fucked
Eighty million different
I'm finished with it
Then the world's gon get the AIDS like some sex
This the traumatize your favorite year
the homicide related racketeer
All I'm tryna hear today is and drill
It's all downhill here like Jack and Jill
Wait, wait, wait, a minute
Wait a motherfucking
I'm giving all my an ultimatum, she my mascot
I'm tryna motivate her, I'm just popping shit
She getting ass shot
Like a Soulja Boy home
I get a whole to all my haters
Just so I could go and get
Wait, wait, wait a
a motherfucking minute
I you niggas go tool up
I'm menace on school bus
documented, boy, prove what?
Been dropping gems I grew up
I got to this void move, bruh
The target's destroyed, boo ya
nerds rapping for attention
For a word from or Akademik
Prefer to slap you over
I'm Murs rapping for the
Wait, wait, wait a
I know you heard I'm back in
I'm going than Tha Carter X
I'm birds flapping
I'm through the pressure
I'm typhooning this weather
I do a nigga beat for 'em
him back to him a little PHresher
Got the cash holding on line two, brink noise on one
with the rifle, fuckboy, don't run
I'm live it with the streams
Buying guns and beams
You guys coming your teams
It's feeling like iFunny with the
I the blade like "say something"
Around like Rajon
Let you rip the
Then I come and rip the down more like Trey Songz
slaughter gang shit
Feel me, nigga, is God hustle
Phantom or the 'Vette, Tammy Lahren, shit
The odd
Wait, wait, wait a
I'm prime away from fucking with her
I bend her over, her on the expensive car
Tyler fucking Creator it
You a lame, you from Twitter
You had a chain, now it's your nigga
Face down on your keys sleep
Closest you gon' be to laying in your
Body bag body bag
Leave a trail in your lane
I'm Cold Chillin' on the business
But I saying I distribute Kane
Wait a minute
You popping with the actors
I fucked the baddest of the bitches
I'm Talib Kweli with the
I'm def with immigration
on top of ladies
I'm Mos Def with
on top of babies
Wait a minute