Luyện nghe bài hát What's Free

You what free is nigga?

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

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

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

Fed investigations, heard they like I trap
20 mil' in cash, they I got that off a rap
Maybe it's the Michael Rubins or the Krafts
Or the from Marcy
Ain't no way they got my
Seein' how I 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 tell em' facts
em how we fundin' all
These to go to college
Tell him how we
All wars, stoppin' violence
Tryna fix the and
The way they it
I they want me silenced (Shush)
Oh say can you see
I don't feel like I'm
Locked down in my
Shackled from ankle to
Judge that gavel
Turned me to slave from a
Another day in the
I gotta from a string
Just for a wheelie
My march in the city
From a to a chopper view
the top of the city
You can how we rockin'
as I pop up we litty
Poppin' Bad Boy in '94
Big and Diddy
And niggas me out
Like my accountant busy
five milli' in twenties
Sit up in council, I'm
Phantom, five thousand
round in a stizzy
Is we or rappin'
I might just pop up with like

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

In the land of the free, where the 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, that's my
Hunnid percent of Tidal to it up with my G's
most of my niggas won't ever work together
You run a cheque up but they never give you
No red hat, don't and
me and Ye
They you when you got
and Prince's DNA, uh
I ain't like one of house
Niggas you
My house like a
My house bigger than
My (C'mon man)
My better of course
We started food in our mouth
They gave us and pig intestines
Shit you discarded we ingested
We the project a wave
You back, reinvested and gentrified it
Took nigga's of pride
Now how that's
And the people stole
and hit niggas with 360's
I ain't got a streams, got a billion dollars
Inflating like we 'posed
To be happy this
We was praisin' Billboard but we were
Now I at Billboard like 'Is you dumb?'
To this day, Grandma of what I might say
gon' have to kill me Grandmama
I'm not slave (Ha-ha-ha)
Check out the rappin'
Style by me the HOV
Look at my free, care free
Niggas ain't near
your chains, whats your employer
Name with the hair
I survived the hood, can't no rob me
My so good I'm
livin' tax free
Factory, me
drugs, got away scot-free
That's a CC,
free, still me
And expect me to not
Feel a way to day
You would say kill me
free, no shuckin me
I jive turkey
Say "Happy Thanksgiving"
sound like a murder to me
Smoke
All of y'all calling out toll
Labels rob you for yet
You put a hole in me
free, seasoned but I'm soft for you
Lay a hand on Hov, my shooter shoot for
I World War three
Send an order a hands free,
kill you in 24 hours or you
Can't ignore the hand
On god, it's off the this improv
But it's no
I fail, hell naw (Ha-ha-ha)