Luyện nghe bài hát What's Free

You know free is nigga?

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

Since a lad, I was
got a pad out in London
I keep my money
I need a ladder by
AK shots, duckin' stray shots
a Top Dawg, that's before the K.Dots
Crackin' in '06, immaculate
it like you Mitch, disastrous on the strip
Holdin' on bitch, coulda never sold you a brick
them people you never been on a list
Mona Lisa to me ain't but a bitch
Hanging pictures like niggas from his dick
We so you thought these didn't exist
The Megalodon seen on his wrist
I'm the South where they never make it this rich
God is the greatest, but been on his shit
the pavement, I pray I'm illuminated
Over a decade and never favorite
Pot and go hand in hand like we gamblin' huf
My amigo, a million and we countin' 'em up
You was broke, I let you hold a pack
You paid for it, but I
Around and stole the
Screaming "gang gang" now you rap
Racketeering charges him on a tap
Lookin' for a lawyers wanna tax
Purple got them faggots on your back

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 you know I stay true
my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my
my niggas "I need you"
Stay up I these times ain't true
Real life, what's

Fed investigations, they plottin' 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 Marcy
no way they got my back
Seein' how I now
try to knock me back, uh
Lock me in the for all
Them nights and I snap, uh
Two-fifty a and they
think I'm sellin' crack
When you my name up
To the judge just em' facts
em how we fundin' all
These kids to go to
him how we ceasin'
All wars, stoppin' violence
Tryna fix the and
The way they it
I think they me silenced (Shush)
Oh say can you see
I don't like I'm free
Locked in my cell
Shackled ankle to feet
Judge bangin' gavel
Turned me to slave from a
day in the bing
I gotta hang a string
for poppin' a wheelie
My march in the city
From a cell to a chopper
the top of the city
You can how we rockin'
Soon as I pop up we
like Bad Boy in '94
Big and Diddy
And counted me out
Like my ain't busy
five milli' in twenties
Sit up in council, I'm
Phantom, five hundred
round in a stizzy
Is we or rappin'
I just pop up with Drizzy like

Whats
Free is when nobody else could tell us to be
Free is when the TV ain't controlling we see
Told my niggas 'I need
Through all the fame you I stay true
Pray my niggas free
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 you'
Stay up I know these times ain't
Real life, free?

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)
100% of Ace of Spades, half a B (Uh)
Roc Nation, half of that, that's my
Hunnid percent of to boss it up with my G's
most of my niggas won't ever work together
You run a cheque up but they never you leverage
No red hat, Michael and
me and Ye
They separate you you got
and Prince's DNA, uh
I ain't like one of house
you bought
My house like a
My house bigger than
My (C'mon man)
My route of course
We started food in our mouth
They us pork and pig intestines
Shit you that we ingested
We made the a wave
You came back, reinvested and it
nigga's sense of pride
Now how free?
And the people their
Soul and hit with 360's
I ain't got a billion streams, got a dollars
Inflating like we 'posed
To be about 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
They have to kill me Grandmama
I'm not slave (Ha-ha-ha)
Check out the rappin'
Style by me the HOV
at my hair free, care free
Niggas near free
Enjoy your chains, whats employer
with the hair piece?
I the hood, can't no Shaytan rob me
My so good I'm
Practically tax free
Factory, me
drugs, got away scot-free
That's a CC,
Guilt free, me
And they me to not
Feel a way to day
You would say y'all me
free, no shuckin me
I don't turkey
Say "Happy Thanksgiving"
sound like a murder to me
Smoke
All of y'all calling out toll
rob you for millions yet
You put a hole in me
Sugar free, but I'm soft for you
Lay a hand on Hov, my shooter shoot for
I World War three
Send an order through a 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)