Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle With Remy Martin

[Big
Yo yo yo
What the fuck, Squad
All we do is battle what; what, what
Yo it's "The Dream Shatterer" strictly for cream battler
Ring microphone fiend spline splatterer
of the throne, bringin it home five nights
Up in The - five mics
Whippin a Porsche - price
Pumpin the 9-7, heaven her voice is mindbendin
Imaginin Angie nuttin but and my 911
That's I'm reppin the thug tech and the glove
Step in the mud less than a SCUD I'm splittin your rug
It's just I'm in love with Mrs.
Latin Goddess or Venus, you just to give me the hardest {penis}
You wanna see us apart, you're the dark
Long as she run the battle she got a place in my

[Remy
Yo.. yo, yo, yo
All of a sudden the big is, yo who this bitch Remy-nisce?
Is she really thorough her borough, can she represent?
Do Remy write every and every rhyme that she spit?
Is she, really the shit, is her flow sick?
Get off my dick, keep your ass compliments
I get mad quick knowin me ain't got no sense
Bitch try to play me, because you not a player
me, you don't really wanna see my gangster
It's easy to back and smack the shit out a hoe
Had to leave niggaz just so we could get our dough
It get me heated, that's why I wild out for no
on the Bruckner, like you, gettin weeded and speedin
I'm untouchable nigga I ain't never love for you niggaz
cause y'all pussy that's why I ain't never with you niggaz
is scandal, on the avenue of Randall
Don't slip into some you and your click can't really handle
I ain't havin it, get the out the cabinet
before I stab the bastard in the bassonet
I'll, body a bwoy, blow his gut open
Leave son chokin, gun still
Know how many like, "I bet you Pun wrote it"
Y'all can all take a dildo and deep throat it!