Luyện nghe bài hát Free Again

Free
to bein' free again
Back to bein' me (Hello!)
With all my freedom
Coca the don nigga

(Free)
Ey yo
Yo?
I tell you I got you ma
Uh, once again New York

I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my cell
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sell
From we at to my man's cell (Free)

outta cell 12 a hell fell on my lap
A nigga was born to rap 'bout drug and all the rats
is for Chef Jr., now that's Italiana
Chicken Parmesan and with my paesanas
I told Manuel Azaña I'll die with my
Six bad bitches, marijuana, with ? Can find us
If you could see the and the scriptures that these bitches sent me
in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the sister Bentley
When had the Row, Jay start the Roc
I was in the car ? the cops
the killer cross, had Iverson on the block
Graced the cover of The Source, tell me ain't hot
When in for RICO, kilos, they gave me the max
Fuck them T.O.'s, and see for hatin' new crack
months on the toilet shit, I can do that
Came thirty, left with three, now how the fuck he do that?
Most these in the Fed shoulda been in the State
Off The Texas to Brazil, now we the stakes
I seen Gordouli, know that big like Chapo
Shout out to you know who, let me in the chapel
Esa es ? First thing in the
to send me to the shoe for the first pair of Jordans
I had a thing for the secretary, Ms. Jordan?
All ass in them pants had you feelin' important
Left J's on my feet, J's, J's on my feet
Straight out the cage, sun on the beach
And I ain't got to lie, my son on the beach
Crib the elevator, Gabe on the piece

(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's down
Once again New city (free)
It's goin' down, down, it's goin'
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sell
From where we at to my man's
I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit
From we at to my man's cell
(Free)

Gun choke, move dope, niggas my repertoire
Bulletproof car, level six AR
Cocktail, Molotov, burn heat, heat
Revolve, cock, bang, revolve, off
Cocaine, medating, codeine better
The fuck out my way, the bricks down the highway
It's an anthem when I rant, fuck you think I am,
I had them wearing vests, now these niggas wear (Free)
I take you to the essence,
Free of charge a nigga so large, these niggas is stretching, I 'em
The pounds the with profits precise
With precision, move you up the pillar, you get that right
Money motivation, this bread in the
Go ahead, say something it while you gettin' your ass kicked
Niggas back on the New York
My little man post up in the bank with a clip, he let it off

(Free)
It's down, down, it's goin' down
(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's down
I move rhymes like retail, make shit sell
From where we at to my man's
I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my man's

Dj Kay Slay, The Drama
Fat Joe, 50
New York City, had to
It's politics
can make a wrong teaching way to right
Or right situation
upon the players involved, politics
Wack 100,
again! (Free again)
(Back to free again
(Back to me again)
(With all my freedom)
(My precious freedom)