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

Yeah, in this bitch!
waddup?
[Verse 1 - Meek
me,
I from the city where the skinny niggas
With a Semi .45 to the biggest niggas fold up, roll up
I done seen the realest froze up
that Mack squeezing hollows in your back
Leaking that, if you want to everytime I come through
Everybody whispering, talking gon do
Hundred grand in straight
me put it on you and have your own homies tryna swarm you
I'm sworn to riding this Glock .40
And I got it on, too
They tell me to put it
But they don't know I'm going through
Niggas playing checkers and it's
So what's a pawn to a king that got his right?
You niggas on a strike
Now it's dead-broke, man, I to grind a hundred a night
A hundred day, selling white, I tell you it ain't nice
I be going so hard, man I don't see my son at
Baby mama bitching, I'm just trying to get my young'un
Started with a to a half a ticket
And I just signed my today
For all you niggas. Money ain't a joke
You see me laughing
All my goonies ain't talking, they just clapping niggas
You think my dogg a roofer, brought a ladder with him
My other homie a mechanic, got his with him
And they shooting for real, they to kill
I got some mami's up state, they doing the
I remember niggas shooting for dear
30 on us, cops pull at the red lights
We riding them hammers
Know a couple young'uns that died before their
I'm not trying to play with
A lot of niggas fronted back when I was in the
But now I got paper and I be going bananas
Like Tony Montana, Nino and the got me leaning even harder
With Nina in my cargoes
I can't 'em any farther
If the niggas want the
Tell 'em meet me out North, 20-something and
to be with 50 niggas, 20 of 'em got murked
20 done pussy, the other 10 put in work
Yeah! I'm "this is the life"
If you ain't hooping then you the white
They hitting the white
I talked to 'em try to them advice
get left, they wasn't living too right..
Yea! Niggas get left, they living too right
Y'all don't hear me tho..