Luyện nghe bài hát A Calabasas Freestyle

This iconic shit, go

that fresh whip
Pull the checks, receipt stashed, straight to the palm,
I been gone too long, feel like it's all (Oh)
Swear, I've been always
In between destinations and flyin' the Pacific
And all these jets we rented
I seen niggas fumble with frames, tryna up they image
I write writtens to break the bars of your mental
Stencil hieroglyphs with colored pencils to Central
This is potential business, the monster has
And they stressed 'cause he's dressin'
And gassin' the freshest niggas, fuckin' fantastic
And your fashion is (Whoo)
No they act suspicious, they mad defensive
Man, they couldn't even grasp practical sense
it, I'm blasted, I'm reckless (Oh, shit!)
With no past, it's impressive
Rap is just one of my fetishes, like a that's pregnant
Young boys on they records (Whoo)
Baby, if I say I got the cash, a factual sentence
This is different (Woah)
That's why I had to the tape just to gradually shift it
Why this lil' wearin' rags if he got all the riches?
Shadow demons, diggin' ditches for all of these lizards
I'm finished with 'em
And they can't my intentions (No)
Man, they understand my inventions (Yeah)
Wish I had a intervention when I was stuck in the (Whoo)
Ten sheep deep, they just want us to blend in (Oh)
That's what the neural net say when the AI is sentient
I'm a art connoisseur, hope you all remember
And tell the future Sutra, got the latest, let 'em in
I'm just a youngin' but I got the knowledge a veteran

Oh, my, 'nother black boy dead again
this, 'bout to blow the top off, let it rip
No shade, new figures, new
These won't stick, try to put us in the chains
I just bought a new wrist, I bought a new whip
Put the on the top, say we too hubris
to kick us out the block, I been on my new shit
Man, we if you ready or not
Man, I'm with the squad, got all the guap
We don't ever see you at the spot, just talk a lot

Ooh, (Ooh, yuh)
They just to talk a lot
Ooh, (Yuh, damn)
Yah! (Tell 'em we on the way)
Nah, we need a big table in the
The big table, the one in the (Yah!)
You already know it is
Tell Jordan I'm in his city, no games
Somebody get Azi on the with a loud pack
Nah, nah, nah, I need the, I need the spaghetti from Garden
With the olive oil and the
the motherfucking truffle fries with no cheese, nigga
We rabid, you thought it was? (Yah, ayy, yah!)
Ayy, yah