Luyện nghe bài hát Wait A Minute (Freestyle)

Wait, wait, wait a
Wait a minute
Wait, wait, a minute
Wait one minute
I'm looking at your end list
You're choosing rappers friends with
Who be rapping what friends did
Toolie and extensions
Wait, wait, a minute
We done already heard best shit
We already got the
They on a lean, molly, Percocet
Think I what real success is
Running around here "The Message"
pounder full of death wish
Money counter of blessings
I sent a cannonball at the cannon barrel
Through your wall, closet, through your damn
your grandma chair, through your granite counter
Topping, I ain't stop it 'till you standing on the doorstep
Of the man upstairs, nigga, next
Wait a minute,
I've been going crazy on these records way before
This the bad half vortex, armed in navy warfare
Y'all them Barnum boys
Best to back the 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 like 1984 sex
This the traumatize your rapper year
This the homicide racketeer
All I'm tryna hear today is trap and
It's all downhill here like Jack and Jill
Wait, wait, wait, wait a
Wait a minute
I'm giving all my an ultimatum, she my mascot
I'm tryna motivate her, I'm just popping shit
She just ass shot
Like a Boy home invader
I get a whole to all my haters
Just so I go and get exonerated
Wait, wait, wait a
Wait a minute
I watch you go tool up
I'm menace on school bus
documented, boy, prove what?
Been dropping gems since I up
I got to feel this void move,
The been destroyed, boo ya
These nerds for attention
For a word Vlad or Akademik
Prefer to slap you over
I'm rapping for the Guinness
Wait, wait, wait a
I know you heard I'm back in
I'm harder than Tha Carter X
I'm flapping independent
I'm tycooning the pressure
I'm typhooning through weather
I might do a nigga for 'em
him back to him a little PHresher
Got the cash holding on line two, brink noise on one
Casanova the rifle, fuckboy, don't run
I'm from it with the streams
Buying guns and beams
You guys coming with your
It's feeling like iFunny with the
I flip the blade "say something"
Around dough like
Let you rip the
Then I come and rip the stage down more like Songz
slaughter gang shit
Feel me, nigga, this is God
or the 'Vette, Tammy Lahren, Charlamagne shit
The odd
Wait, wait, wait a
I'm away from fucking mating with her
I her over, stick her on the expensive car
Tyler fucking Creator it
You a lame, you Twitter fame
You had a chain, now it's your nigga
down on your computer keys sleep
Closest you be to laying in your name
bag after body bag
Leave a trail laying in your
I'm Cold Chillin' on the record
But I ain't saying I Kane
Wait a motherfucking
You popping with the actors
I fucked the of the white bitches
I'm Talib with the blackness
I'm def with immigration
Ladies on top of
I'm Mos Def immigration
on top of babies
Wait a motherfucking