Luyện nghe bài hát Jesco White (Freestyle)

Billy!
MWA Bitch!
Low-fashion
Mr. Don Corleone!

One drop or a knot this boss
You might get rocked the fist or shot what you stuck in the cross
Hairs of a semi-au-to through your
See I a fuck once, now I do not though
Hello, hello, I, lit up like a yellow
Like a young White, on a mellow-yellow high
Chip a tooth that pebble flies, back at that Chevy wheel
Seen the world through the Devil's eyes, he dared me to make a
I decline, of mine, that's a waste of time
me a break, spit on the snake, let 'em taste the lines
Cowboy boots scaled like a of dimes
Black pressed dress to create a grime
You let your fangs hang, haters can't do a dang
But complain, comment and shame, to gang-bang
That same bitch that you double-tapping to bang
To my show like Su-Sussudio and show me brain
See visionaries ain't got no problem execution
I wake up like a prophet and hop up and fucking do it
No logical explanation on how I drop my
I find a socket, plug it in pocket and lock into it
Oh, what a wonderful
Gotta a minute and do some breathing
Ain't a day off work since I went and took Cleveland, looking for a reason
for a tie, looking for a suit
That Rock and Hall-of-Fame is due
Overdue, but the is loosie
When you it's no-one's clue
No one knows, where it
Where you've or what to do
But that's me in a bro
Going nuts,
Oh a dream, row your boats
Sow your oats, all with the
Ain't no gas, kid rock, buy with the bot, not with the lean
In my coat I fucking pop, like a mushroom in the morning gleam
a rain, in the spring, Michael Wayne, yeah-that's me
Got it locked, is key
Got it hot in the C-
O-U-N-T-R-Y, Catfish in sore eyes
If you want four-five, come on in the doors-wide
So deep that said your-tribe, to the north side
Look up in the back, that Heisenberg hat, pie
Stick you to that Get Buck, is our war cry
Kids are Fortnite, I was playing short-sight
see tomorrow, I just wanted one more bite
So I started stealing, chopping parts under the light
I just wanted better than Mamma could afford, why?
I am a son of a bitch! Hard as you ever saw
Shut up and or get hit, with this here pepper y'all
Huddle-up with your clique, and hit some methanol
a dick, sucka suck shit, all through an effin' straw
Naw he didn't-oh, yes the I did!
Now take words, stay woke, and tattoo both eye lids
Y'all bitches on me? I need my own Hilton
I come with cots for you bots, go a nap in the den
While I master a plan the mastering Mathers again
Slum-Shady, I'm plumb-crazy and laughing
But when that in the atmosphere like a ravenous wind
When I in that black Cadillac, with Travis and em'
Yeah, and its so fun going at it again
I just need to sing a bit, go get some practice and then
So let me clear my throat, let me see if I the notes
I hear the notes, now in your black mirror and strike a pose

Ain't it good to be
Everybody knows name
But you can't walk around here
90% of y'all so

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