Luyện nghe bài hát What's Free

You know what is nigga?

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

Since a lad, I was
got a pad out in London
I keep my money
I a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin' stray
a Top Dawg, that's before the K.Dots
Crackin' in '06, showmanship
it like you Mitch, disastrous on the strip
Holdin' on your bitch, never sold you a brick
With them people you never been on a
Mona Lisa to me ain't but a bitch
Hanging pictures like niggas swinging from his
We so different you 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 Satan been on his
the pavement, I pray I'm illuminated
Over a decade and nobody's favorite
Pot and kilo go hand in hand like we huf
My amigo, a grams and we countin' 'em up
You was dead broke, I let you a pack
You paid for it, but I
Around and the track
Screaming "gang gang" now you rap
Racketeering charges him on a tap
Lookin' for a bond lawyers tax
Purple got them faggots on your back

Whats
Free is when nobody else could tell us to be
Free is when the TV controlling what we see
my niggas "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 judged by 12, put a 12 on my
Told my "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't
Real life, what's

Fed investigations, they plottin' like I trap
20 mil' in cash, they know I got off a rap
Maybe it's the Michael Rubins or the Krafts
Or the billionaire Marcy
Ain't no way 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 bring my up
To the judge just em' facts
Tell em how we all
kids to go to college
Tell him how we
All wars, stoppin' violence
Tryna fix the and
The way they it
I think want me silenced (Shush)
Oh say can you see
I feel like I'm free
Locked down in my
from ankle to feet
Judge bangin' that
me to slave from a king
Another day in the
I gotta hang a string
Just for a wheelie
My people in the city
From a cell to a view
the top of the city
You can how we rockin'
as I pop up we litty
Poppin' 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 beefin' or
I might just pop up with Drizzy

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

In the land of the free, where the enslaved
Three-fifth's of a man I the phrase
I'm 50% of and it's debt free (Yeah)
100% of Ace of Spades, worth a B (Uh)
Roc Nation, half of that, that's my
percent of Tidal to boss it up with my G's
Smoke most of my niggas ever work together
You run a cheque up but they never you leverage
No red hat, Michael and
me and Ye
They you when you got
Michael and DNA, uh
I ain't one of these house
Niggas you
My house like a
My bigger than yours
My (C'mon man)
My better of course
We started without food in our
They gave us and pig intestines
Shit you discarded we ingested
We made the a wave
You came back, reinvested and it
Took sense of pride
Now how that's
And the people stole
Soul and hit niggas with
I ain't got a streams, got a billion dollars
numbers like we 'posed
To be happy this
We was praisin' Billboard but we were
Now I look at Billboard like 'Is you
To this day, Grandma of what I might say
They gon' to kill me Grandmama
I'm not they (Ha-ha-ha)
Check out the bizarre
used by me the HOV
Look at my free, care free
ain't near free
Enjoy chains, whats your employer
with the hair piece?
I survived the hood, no Shaytan rob me
My accountant's so I'm
Practically livin' tax
Factory, me
Sold drugs, got scot-free
That's a CC,
free, still me
And expect me to not
Feel a way to day
You would say kill me
Sucker free, no me
I don't turkey
Say "Happy Thanksgiving"
sound like a murder to me
Smoke
All of y'all out toll free
rob you for millions yet
You wanna put a in me
Sugar free, seasoned but I'm for you
Lay a hand on Hov, my shoot for free
I promise World War
Send an through a hands free,
kill you in 24 hours or you
Can't ignore the speed
On god, it's off the head improv
But it's no
Sign I fail, naw (Ha-ha-ha)