Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary Flow

we go
Say this is freestyle from the penitentiary
SP on lock from the and jealousy
I'ma pay soon, momma don't cry
Stay no matter what, even if I die
I hold it down, and still got more trees than
I'ma try to freestyle for about minutes
In the days as a youngster at the Quick
It was me, Pity Pat and his younger Black
Tio, Crooked, Pluck, Carrie,
Lil' Anthony, Craig, and my nigga
Berry stealing cars and started smokin'
Five-O's raided houses like playin' for Oakland
Jump out tryin' to catch Mr. Coy
Cause I got more bricks in the wall Pink Floyd
We looked up to drug dealers, growing up
I lost an ounce down the sink cause I use the glass
Fuck pickle and mayonnaise too
I bought a pyrex at the U of H
I acted like a student, tried to make me prove it
in college, son are you stupid?
Stupid is what stupid does, then all just looked at us
they sold them to me, I went home and cooked it up
Rockafella a cappella I could go on for eva
Make you sound softer than a muthafuckin' golfer
Spray bam on my leather
Like girls spray perfume on a
SPM hard as ever, c'mon all together
Cali back to Harlingen, theres no need for
I'm the hardest on this mic, ma'an know what is happenin'
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