Luyện nghe bài hát F***-a-Freestyle

Ya know me fuck a
Ratha hit papi on dial
busy, while I'm quick to hit redial
Weed child, niggas know I'm in the P now
Any case no prob, beat trial
Bipolar, I can senile
Stand up, they sit down, sit down, stand up, go on the stand all white right hand up
Start to studder like da-da-dadaman, Cam how you get ice in a rubberband?
How you get staight from the motherland?
Creep through ya window, like Bruvamen
Hit the elevator come to the top
No, no what I need prop for?
Girl suck dick 'til the bitch get
Try and break in, two nines in the sock
Vacations, beaches, villas but I'm from the zoo so I eat gorillas
Niggas say sick but believe we the illest
For the juice time bb and the quillets baby (?)
Talkin' bout scrilla
But don't Killa crazy
See I'm at the range
navy is the range
Buck 80 in the
Right hand in the Lamb me
Peanut butter ass nigga, Skippy
Problem, counsel it up
Powder in my face, no I make it up
But I do it up, unwrapped, tapped, cut
Cook it up, break it some say break it up
Bottle it, it, hand and hand take ya cuts
Sick money, all I get is paper cuts
The Government, crib still it
big M's uh-huh, I'm lovin' it
You see my crib in Florida, you say I'm on sucka shit
Whoever don't like it, too bad a dick
No Homils, Harlem cold
No ski slope, but its hills
I'm the don in Millan where I mills
You the .99 Cent store, no
Wanna me? You can be a casualty
Never been a snake, so you rattle me
Bring your whole or what
Individually, Harlem World, Lenox Ave, Look it did to me
I mean, 20K when I say a 20
My nigga Brid come through with a 20 shot
He was there when I made the damn car hop
Girl pull my zipper down, it's the money
play us in the hood amongst haters
Gunplay, but Sunday I with my neighbors
And y'all manure
I'll be to shoot cha
My Wife? The door Porsche 'ull do her
Blow out, I don't know the score
But I will do you like the clothing
Talk slick and put a price tag on ya
And the cashier put a bag on ya
Ya wife? I pulled the white Jag on her (Background, Uh-huh)
Through up on the dick, gag
4-5 on me, watch the only
Ya chick is a jumpoff, she on me, (Background, Vado: Uh-huh)
Can't touch cat like I got 9 lives on me, (Background, Vado: On Me)
This 9 is known to lives only
, (Background, Uh/Only)
We the new rap pack
Black suede, and frames, Jeff Hame, jacks (jackets) that
Flyer than 9-11 when they jacked that
the dealer keep hittin' me like a blackjack game, (Background, Vado: Huh!)
When I was new to the white, I knew if I ain't the nigga niggas is I ain't doin' it right,
(Background, Word)
type,
She Peruvian
, (Background, Yes)
two, red, white, black strings
My doing the Mikes
what I'm doin' tonight
Got her on, no bulb, I be screwing the light,
(Background, Haaaaaa!)
Shit strong, on
is to die old and rich like Don Carlo
Lift fours up the doors on a Gallardo
My man caught a scar
He wear like Marlo, (Background, Vado: Slime)
Big hugs I send slugs, (Background, Vado: Slugs)
Few singles, get ass clapped like strip clubs, (Background, Vado: Clubs)
They breakdown much is what a brick does, (Background, Vado: Does)
No dough, the way we ship drugs, (Background, Vado: Drugs)
huggin' it like fresh
Did packs for dealers and made for connects
No father, stratgize while playin' chess
Ask me if I'm nicer y'all, I say yes, (Background, Vado: Yes!)
you ya mans vest with three fishes
No Beatz, it's me bitches!