Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm

[Intro: DJ

*EVIL

DJ Clue. Dessert Storm. That boy Fabolous. Fam
Niggas freestyle
Y'all better get your bar work
I'm you right now
night freestyles
CLUMINATIIII!!

We seen it all, been thru it all
quiet

[Verse 1:
I put my lifetime in between the papers
Just a out here trying to make a dime
Feel like when crackheads was me to take the nine
Man these bum ass rappers need to a sign
That say will rap for food, for real you're screwed
I put the on you and lil' scrap you dudes
My goons in the still clap when cued
Put the Hawk in your chest and you dudes
I'm still snapping dude, run my city and still lapping' dudes
In the studio in a trappin' mood
On a from 99 that's still slappin' dude
See real rap I'm rude, disrespectful the flow
I met wifey she disrespect and you bro
mouth crazy disrespectful on the low
She like to spit on it little ho
On some real shit, you just need a bitch
Chillin' when in public, not groupie'd out in the club bitch
Type you don't from until you get up
It was quiet for you you started turning shit up
And that ain't real bitch, you like a bill bitch
Fridge ain't got no grub bitch but it's eat the booty it's Publix??
Run into these chicks NOTHING is up
Shorty lost her sponsor was cuffin' her up
I'm hot damn ho here we go again
Your nigga cut you off broke scenario
No more Felipe you eating cereal
No more lipo you big as Terio
Oh yea, for you niggas too
Wanna' small talk they ain't as big as you
Wanna' throw cause the bitch is diggin' you
let the songs on the last album trigga' you
(YUUP! *trey songz tone*) You Trey, you poo nah nah
Look you done started ooh nah nah
Got the twin milli's, my two nah nahs
to call them Nadia, still bye bye to you
We ain't lacking got the out or we concealing
We're I'm from daddy's out in front of their children
My plan was to get the gang out and get millions
Now mansions but used to hang out up in them buildings
Them boys in the lobby was yea
You think Bobby and Rowdy yea
Now we out in Abu Dhabi in air
Then they let me Ricky the Audi yea
(uh) on some Furious 7, rest in peace Paul Walker I hope you hear this in
I be on these niggas you would swear it's a reverend
Four game flows in a series of seven
Its the F to the A to the B you just get some mo' rellos'
I'm Frank Costello yea but ghetto
Yea I'm in a house with more rooms than a
I used to sit and watch Knicks moves, no
Now I get to make moves on rose petals
Shorty still didn't shake no jell-o
Then she slow it down like when the lights go
On some real
I want some real shit
Not none of fuck shit
Sound like Barkley that Chuck shit
Fuck all of weird shit I'm tired of that
If it ain't Young OG then quiet for that
the real...

[Outro: DJ
DJ Clue..Dessert Storm...That boy
Shoutout to Brooklyn what's up? what's good?!
NYC
Slide what's
Y'all ain't