Luyện nghe bài hát Free Again

Free
Back to bein' again
Back to me again (Hello!)
all my precious freedom
It's Coca the don

(Free)
Ey yo
Yo?
I tell you I got you ma
Uh, once again New City

I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit
From where we at to my man's
I move like retail, make sure shit sell
From where we at to my man's (Free)

Straight outta cell 12 a hell on my lap
A nigga was born to rap 'bout drug and all the rats
This is for Chef Jr., now Italiana
Chicken Parmesan and bocce my paesanas
I told Manuel I'll die with my honor
Six bad bitches, some marijuana, ? Can find us
If you could see the and the scriptures that these bitches sent me
in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the sister Bentley
When Suge had the Row, Jay the Roc
I was in the car ? Fuck the
the killer cross, had Iverson on the block
Graced the cover of The Source, tell me ain't hot
When in for RICO, kilos, wish they me the max
Fuck them T.O.'s, and see hoes for hatin' new
Four months on the shit, I can do that
with thirty, left with three, now how the fuck he do that?
Most these niggas in the Fed been in the State
Off The Texas to Brazil, now we raisin' the
I seen Gordouli, know that nigga big Chapo
Shout out to you know who, let me in the chapel
Esa es ? thing in the mornin'
Tried to send me to the for the first pair of Jordans
I had a for the secretary, wassup Ms. Jordan?
All that ass in them pants had you feelin'
Left with J's on my feet, J's, J's on my
Straight out the cage, sun raised on the
And I got to lie, my son raised on the beach
Crib the elevator, Gabe on the piece

(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's goin'
again New York city (free)
It's goin' down, down, it's down
I move like retail, make sure shit sell
where we at to my man's cell
I move rhymes like retail, make sure sell
From where we at to my cell
(Free)

Gun choke, move dope, niggas my repertoire
smart car, level six AR
Cocktail, Molotov, heat, turn heat
Revolve, cock, bang, revolve, off
Cocaine, medating, codeine better
The fuck out my way, drive the bricks down the
It's an anthem I rant, fuck you think I am, Kanye?
I had them wearing vests, now these wear dresses (Free)
I you back to the essence,
of charge a nigga so large, these niggas is stretching, I bless 'em
The pounds the purple with precise
With precision, move you up the pillar, you get that right
Money motivation, this bread in the
Go ahead, say something it while you gettin' your ass kicked
back on the New York bullshit
My little man post up in the bank a full clip, he let it off

(Free)
It's goin' down, down, it's down
(Free)
It's goin' down, down, goin' down
I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit
From where we at to my man's
I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit
From where we at to my cell

Dj Kay Slay, The King
Fat Joe, 50
New City, had to happen
It's about
They can make a wrong teaching way to
Or situation wrong
Depending upon the involved, politics
Wack 100,
again! (Free again)
(Back to being again
(Back to me again)
(With all my freedom)
(My precious freedom)