Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Schemin Freestyle

Uh I say one life to
So nigger Im a ball till I fall
Like September gone hell a
Niggers act they dont remember when I was selling raw
But since they run their mouth like bitches they can tell them
How I through
Panama blue
Everybody bust
And Im with the crew
Half my homies selling
They dont got the same
But we got the goals
I used to work same old
I used to sell them
Tryna touch a hundred
Twenty four a ghost
I swear my is hell a real
Took babies out the hood
Put my momma up on that
Got the up off my shoulders
Tell them its time to kill
all the sudden all these suckers mad
Cause only 24 and buying shit wished they had
Is it my
Or Is it my
I live and shit I talk
Hoes I hit and the I pop
When I did that bit forget that part
And its all so
grown men cry
And old men die
But I fouled
Did my time
None of hope he die
But Im live
MIA
we lie
We in viv
And we dib
We fly G5
I used to a million and a bad bitch
But now I got it I it just like my last bitch
Got one
Hotter than a sun
Real homies love me cause they feel just where Im coming
Old heads been
I aint running gun
Use to the paper now the money I be running from
Ah every day I wake up I just to god
That I get my cake up and I alive
Pac Man Pac Man
Run the ghost is out
Ross has bought a new
Shit it looked like house
I bought a new crib
My shit looks like his house
Last of a dyeing bread its nothing that I told
Yall get exported them bricks get imported

The informers be
Got a crib in California
to do Miami
Got a I clear my debt
I them do it for ah

I ride for my dog
I ride for my uh
And I slide for my dog uh

I say money in the building spending
Thirty rights Im a shit my sound when it
Louis Vuitton snickers different Ill be in them
a bad chick with me
I dont own her she a
I
em out
Take em
She know I you with a lot I make I stack
Looking at the fuck around and take this back
I get so in that bitch I fuck her and I take a nap Zs
She at me with that paper Im like bitch
out to the jeweler make my wrist freeze
This shit on my hip
Believe Swiss cheese
Hit you with the whole
You get on bullshit
Im a blow paper like its 2012
If getting money was a sin I guess Im to hell
If on them was a crime I guess Im going to jail
And they gonna have to me life cause Ill be doing it well
Im money on the regular
We dont smoking regular cause we aint regular
Got some on my cellular
All I get is straight and Im like a register
Im balling like theres no
Forty on my ma
Thirty foot pricy piece
I I got every sneak
I hit so many dimes
sweet
Back and to Hollywood
MIA every week
remember my maps
Cause I got so but now Im back
I came Hollywood to the trap
And Im right back in these
round with this map
And I aint talking my laptop
Talking bout the block
in a dirty wet
Hammers in the box
Huh? What you know that?
Im spitting bars off the top and they aint flowing that
aint flowing like this
Old flow
Flowing like kiss raspy in the vib
With a bottle
Ace of spade doing my
Hot 97 know that Im going angry
My neck, my wrist be all
A lot of catch cases
aint like me
They are
When its time to see their
I had no bell
But had a couple of
They was riding me
So I had to it down
And now I got the

I ride for my dog
I for my niggers uh