Luyện nghe bài hát What's Free

You what free is nigga?

What's
Free is when else could tell us what to be
Free is the TV ain't controllin' what we see
my niggas "I need you"
Through all the you know I stay true
Pray my niggas stay
Made a few mistakes but this where I wanna be
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my
Told my niggas, "I you"
up I know these times ain't true
Real life, stay

Since a lad, I was
Just got a pad out in
I stackin' my money
I a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin' shots
a Top Dawg, that's before the K.Dots
Crackin' in '06, showmanship
Talk it you Mitch, disastrous on the strip
on your bitch, coulda never sold you a brick
With them people you been on a list
Lisa to me ain't nothin' but a bitch
Hanging pictures like swinging from his dick
We so different you thought these didn't
The Megalodon never on his wrist
I'm from the South 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 favorite
Pot and kilo go hand in like we gamblin' huf
My amigo, a million grams and we 'em up
You was broke, I let you hold a pack
You for it, but I fucked
Around and stole the
"gang gang" now you wanna rap
Racketeering charges him on a tap
Lookin' for a lawyers wanna tax
Purple hair got them on your back

Whats
Free is when else could tell us what to be
Free is the TV ain't controlling what we see
Told my niggas "I you"
Through all the fame you I stay true
Pray my niggas free
Made a few mistakes but ain't where I wanna be
I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my feet
Told my "I need you"
Stay up I know these times true
Real life, free?

Fed investigations, heard they like I trap
20 mil' in cash, know I got that off a rap
Maybe it's the Rubins or the Robert Krafts
Or the billionaire from
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 show and
Still I'm sellin' crack
When you bring my up
To the judge tell em' facts
em how we fundin' all
These kids to go to
Tell him how we
All these wars, stoppin'
Tryna fix the and
The way they it
I they want me silenced (Shush)
Oh say can you see
I don't like I'm free
Locked in my cell
from ankle to feet
Judge that gavel
me to slave from a king
Another day in the
I gotta hang a string
Just for a wheelie
My march 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 and Diddy
And counted me out
Like my accountant busy
That's five milli' in
Sit up in council, I'm
Phantom, hundred thousand
Hundred round in a
Is we or rappin'
I might just pop up Drizzy like

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

In the land of the free, where the blacks
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, of that, that's my piece
Hunnid percent of Tidal to it up with my G's
Smoke most of my won't ever work together
You run a cheque up but never give you leverage
No red hat, Michael and
me and Ye
They you when you got
Michael and DNA, uh
I ain't like one of these
you bought
My house a resort
My house bigger yours
My (C'mon man)
My route of course
We started food in our mouth
gave us pork and pig intestines
Shit you discarded that we
We made the project a
You back, reinvested and gentrified it
Took sense of pride
Now how free?
And the people stole
Soul and hit niggas with
I ain't got a streams, got a billion dollars
Inflating numbers we 'posed
To be happy this
We was praisin' Billboard but we young
Now I look at Billboard like 'Is you
To this day, Grandma 'fraid of I might say
They have to kill me Grandmama
I'm not they (Ha-ha-ha)
Check out the rappin'
used by me the HOV
Look at my hair free, care
ain't near free
Enjoy chains, whats your employer
Name with the piece?
I the hood, can't no Shaytan rob me
My so good I'm
livin' tax free
Factory, me
Sold drugs, got away
That's a CC,
Guilt free, me
And expect me to not
a way to this day
You would say kill me
free, no shuckin me
I don't turkey
Say "Happy Thanksgiving"
sound like a murder to me
Smoke
All of y'all out toll free
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 through a free,
kill you in 24 or shorter you
Can't ignore the hand
On god, it's off the this improv
But no comedy
Sign I fail, naw (Ha-ha-ha)