Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Don't Hear Me Freestyle

Yeah, in this bitch!
waddup?
[Verse 1 - Mill]
me,
I from the city the skinny niggas ride
With a Semi .45 to the biggest niggas fold up, roll up
I done seen the realest froze up
When Mack squeezing hollows in your back
that, decent if you want to everytime I come through
Everybody whispering, talking gon do
Hundred in straight cash
Make me put it on you and have your own homies tryna you
I'm sworn to riding with this .40
And I got it on, too
tell me to put it down
But they don't know I'm going through
Niggas playing checkers and it's
So what's a pawn to a king got his money right?
You niggas on a strike
Now it's dead-broke, man, I to grind a hundred a night
A hundred day, white, I tell you it ain't nothing nice
I be so hard, man I don't see my son at night
Baby mama bitching, I'm just trying to get my right
Started with a to a half a ticket
And I signed my deal today
For all you rapping niggas. Money ain't a
You see me niggas?
All my goonies they ain't talking, they just niggas
You gonna think my dogg a roofer, brought a with him
My homie a mechanic, got his ratchet with him
And they shooting for real, they to kill
I got mami's up state, they doing the will
I remember niggas for dear life
30 years on us, cops at the red lights
We riding them hammers
Know a couple young'uns that died before grandma
I'm not trying to play with
A lot of niggas fronted when I was in the slammer
But now I got that paper and I be bananas
Like Montana, Nino and the Carter got me leaning even harder
With Nina in my cargoes
I can't meet 'em any
If the niggas want the
Tell 'em meet me out North, and Berks
to be with 50 niggas, 20 of 'em got murked
20 done turned pussy, the 10 put in work
Yeah! I'm "this is the life"
If you ain't hooping you whipping the white
They even hitting the
I talked to 'em try to give advice
Niggas get left, they living too right..
Yea! Niggas get left, wasn't living too right
Y'all don't really me tho..