Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

My name i know u remember me man
i twin revolvers like im Yoesimite sam
I ride wit da four five but i drive an infiniti man
Im dat guy you to be man
why when u take a shot
Its not gon be man
I plots on my enemie man,blam
I let it slide and ride around petrified
let em decide when dey gon try come test da
dat man i make da gat excercise
and u could be nex to die u better
U get for, chump if you want war
Its nuffin cause u aint fukin wit my young boys
O u got domb i got done more
Im wit it, man i spit it till my tongue soar
yea you might of done crimes but ive more
my bedroom closet, u of a gun store
See im da one u run from, not for
Cause pretty u can get da whole plus one more
u aint neva slung raw wit ya ass
i was burning my bags to make cash
and if the tables start turning ima cash
U better try to find a teflon mask
My mom calm down u aint safe Cass
and i aint tryin see u at ya or upstate Cass
So i fell back, tried not to sell
tried not to keys, man i didn't even sell trees
Yea i chilled but i was still gettin bread cause i did credit card scams wit dis head
Ima be a hustla, until im sick or
but for my mom i had to let da grind wait
I was at the time, i had to get my mind straight
i like to rhyme and got nice n 98
I started gettin props, gettin ish on lock
dis was right after BIG died and i was Pac
oc, i was really on cash
i was only fifteen and had on smash
for real, i still got on smash
I mean deys hot niggas but im still da top nigga
and i a block nigga so my money hungry
And I pop niggas dat try to money from me
See ur money funny, And i dont alot
I cop 20 after 20 cause i smoke
I got an problem
I put a single out and im startin on my third
so i bet u on my fam
cause i met ya CEO and He Yo ima big fan
Im a big man crammed in a body
And wit da shotty, i'll jam anybody
Cause i dont none of yall
And wit da raps or da gats ill kill one of yall
Awe, Yall Know
I got my hand on my mind on my cake
Cause i grind for the cake i do crimes for the
I do the time but i aint tryin cetch a Case
I got da gun wit me, but u get a 150
i da nine on my waiste
take out a knife and put a nike sign on ya
Wait, i put in time for the
Dats why im for every dime dat i make
I got signed now climbing to skate
Cause my Puffy and it remind dem of Mace
Wait ima bad boy, get trash full of cash boy
Im in a not a Jag boy
why u mad boy, u ketch cabs boy
And u paid less paper den my bag boy
a hater dats sad boy
Cause your mom even me, i might be ya dad boy
U a mess stop, i know u upset oc but u better how u talkin to ya Step Pop
im gon be goin into ya fridge
And walk around wit my boxers on ya kid