Luyện nghe bài hát What's Free

You know what is nigga?

free?
Free is when nobody else could us what to be
Free is when the TV ain't what we see
Told my niggas "I you"
Through all the fame you know I true
Pray my niggas free
Made a few mistakes but this ain't I wanna be
I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my feet
Told my niggas, "I you"
Stay up I know these times true
Real life, stay

Since a lad, I was
got a pad out in London
I keep my money
I need a ladder by
AK shots, niggas duckin' shots
Been a Top Dawg, before the K.Dots
Crackin' in '06, immaculate
Talk it you Mitch, disastrous on the strip
on your bitch, coulda never sold you a brick
With them you never been on a list
Mona Lisa to me ain't nothin' but a
Hanging like niggas swinging from his dick
We so different you these didn't exist
The never seen on his wrist
I'm the South where they never make it this rich
God is the greatest, but Satan on his shit
Walkin' the pavement, I I'm illuminated
Over a decade and never nobody's
Pot and kilo go hand in like we gamblin' huf
My amigo, a grams and we countin' 'em up
You was broke, I let you hold a pack
You paid for it, but I
and stole the track
Screaming "gang gang" now you rap
Racketeering caught him on a tap
for a bond lawyers wanna tax
Purple hair got them faggots on back

free?
Free is nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV controlling what we see
my niggas "I need you"
Through all the fame you know I stay
my niggas stay free
Made a few but this ain't where I wanna be
I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my feet
Told my niggas "I you"
Stay up I these times ain't true
life, what's free?

Fed investigations, heard they like I trap
20 in cash, they know I got that off a rap
Maybe it's the Michael or the Robert Krafts
Or the billionaire from
Ain't no way they got my
how I prevailed now
They try to me back, uh
me in the cell for all
Them and I won't snap, uh
a show and they
Still think I'm sellin'
When you bring my up
To the judge just tell em'
Tell em how we all
These kids to go to
Tell him how we
All these wars, stoppin'
fix the system and
The way designed it
I think want me silenced (Shush)
Oh say can you see
I don't feel I'm free
down in my cell
Shackled ankle to feet
Judge bangin' gavel
me to slave from a king
Another day in the
I gotta from a string
Just for poppin' a
My people in the city
a cell to a chopper view
From the top of the
You can how we rockin'
Soon as I pop up we
like Bad Boy in '94
Big Poppa and
And niggas me out
Like my ain't busy
That's milli' in twenties
Sit up in council, I'm
Phantom, five thousand
Hundred in a stizzy
Is we or rappin'
I might just pop up Drizzy like

Whats
Free is when nobody else could us what to be
Free is the TV ain't controlling what we see
my niggas 'I need you'
Through all the fame you know I true
my niggas stay free
Made a few but this
Ain't I wanna be
Before I'm by 12, put a 12 on my feet
my niggas 'I need you'
Stay up I know these times ain't
Real life, what's

In the of the free, where the blacks enslaved
of a man I believe's the phrase
I'm 50% of D'usse and debt free (Yeah)
of Ace of Spades, worth half a B (Uh)
Roc Nation, half of that, my piece
Hunnid of Tidal to boss it up with my G's
Smoke most of my won't ever work together
You run a up but they never give you leverage
No red hat, Michael and
me and Ye
They separate you you got
and Prince's DNA, uh
I like one of these house
Niggas you
My house a resort
My house bigger than
My (C'mon man)
My better of course
We started without in our mouth
gave us pork and pig intestines
Shit you discarded we ingested
We the project a wave
You back, reinvested and gentrified it
nigga's sense of pride
Now how that's
And the stole their
Soul and hit with 360's
I ain't got a streams, got a billion dollars
Inflating numbers we 'posed
To be about this
We was Billboard but we were young
Now I look at Billboard like 'Is you
To this day, Grandma 'fraid of what I say
They have to kill me Grandmama
I'm not slave (Ha-ha-ha)
Check out the rappin'
used by me the HOV
Look at my hair free, care
Niggas ain't near
Enjoy your chains, whats your
Name with the hair
I survived the hood, no Shaytan rob me
My so good I'm
Practically livin' tax
Factory, me
drugs, got away scot-free
That's a CC,
Guilt free, me
And expect me to not
a way to this day
You would say y'all me
Sucker free, no me
I don't jive
Say "Happy Thanksgiving"
Shit sound like a to me
free
All of y'all calling out free
Labels rob you for yet
You put a hole in me
Sugar free, seasoned but I'm for you
Lay a hand on Hov, my shoot for free
I World War three
Send an order through a free,
you in 24 hours or shorter you
Can't ignore the hand
On god, it's off the head this
But no comedy
I fail, hell naw (Ha-ha-ha)