Luyện nghe bài hát 24 (Freestyle)

[Hook:
Feeling this vibe
Feeling, this villainous vibe

[Verse 1:
Chip on my shoulder, fuck is you ?
Swear to God our fathers playing nigga relate a message
Breathless, every morning was to skip on breakfast
Mama told me let these peasants throw rocks at the king
Pawns tend to carry on with no
Straight non-sense, pay homage or K's vomit,
wanna know Biggie was making certain while niggas was getting iffy
Heart is bigger derrières of Vicky and Nicki
But fuck up and me, this shit will 360
And must I mention my count?
murderous, to be humble
Murder is to be
heard of me stumble?
I was in the jungle where niggas belly's will rumble
Get checked for thinking or
But y'all stuck on rap
all that
I do this in my slumber, ventilation
stay afloat be on a boat shit
I swear I'm lost inside of the spirit of Biggie back in his lumberjack
Or Nasir the fatigue, I felt stifle, street's disciple
My raps are trifle, I slugs for my...you get the picture
I was in Miami, niggas'll smack your coofie
Just for acting coochie, your goofy actions'll move me
No sir, needy no ho, my homies to roll
the matter the chitter and chatter
I did it I can machete the flow
And comeback, here's a fact
I'm not a act, run that
Little punk rat, fuck it, back
In the of Little Havana
a hammer outside with pajamas
Better watch grammar around me
These haters me, I swear it's unnecessary
Gambino, you childish niggas could never see the shit I do
VMG, yes VMG
Only competition we see is TDE

Happy to my nigger doe

[Verse 2: C Dot
Imma be the guy rap slow, sike nah
Dictating bitches Cubans I'm Castro
My is like the movie, and I'll be the director
And just to get a small role, got bitches acting
I wrote this verse in one minute Bobby said that he wants rhymes
Intelligent, but I'm getting brain from bitches that's dumb
Got punchlines like with the, world on my palm
I knew we would blow up cause bitch we be the bomb
Rattpack out to get the cheese, drop a verse get Gs
Hit the drunk as fuck but still drop a verse with ease
I don't a fuck
Bitch you know the is second nature
no pen and paper break it down disintegrate a hater, wassup

[Verse 3: Jon
Let's have a conversation
hundred thousand from Eminem that's a payment
Kennedy Reagan's arrangement
Please don't let this Pop kid it back to the basement
I'm here screaming Beautiful Mind
Sick of the noodles of in all my cubical grind
So I just grew and to put you in your spot
Ooodles and boodles of blue bags from Vuitton
Getting with lawyers we have a Jew of a time
With liquor in a Poland Spring a Junior at prom
Yes I chose to pop charts I'm doing the
And that means I'm fucking dope to you and your mom
in the summer, AC on freezing
Working in the winter I got no heaters
Spring rolls at the damn seasons
In the red October screaming you Yeezus

[Verse 4:
Feeling villainous vibe
Chilling with me and my
spit this to survive
How long I been alive?
Twenty-four years and counting not including my womb
I'm in the lab, and I'll be here until the tomb
Album coming soon watch the Rattpack
been on that real shit
That fun
Spit artillery, like a
V's up we run
Don't come with that dumb shit it's scandalous
In the in Los Angeles
At No I.D. spot hit you with the rock goddamn
With on the board everybody on the floor
up let me take a breath here come more
This a let me redirect my intellect
Drop this just for fun, it's all over the internet
Cause bitch I'm in
hold up, y'all did get the Memo?
You rappers is Initech
Bitch I've a fact
Hit you like Hiroshima intercept
it yo
See now all the fans know that the album goin be crazy
Spit it off the top and get dirty like Pat
From the of XXL
around and then propel
Tour coming soon man I know the tickets finna
Really, coming for everybody's
Put my own money this album, like half a millie
Logic, coming for their neck no disrespect
I did shit in two minutes or less
Spent a on the album, who knows what to expect (Sinatra)
Spent a year on the album, who knows to expect
is Logic

(Flawless Victory)
Happy to me motherfucker
It's my !