Luyện nghe bài hát Free Again

Free
Back to bein' free
Back to me again (Hello!)
With all my freedom
It's the don nigga

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

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

Straight outta 12 a hell fell on my lap
A nigga was to rap 'bout drug tales and all the rats
is for Chef Jr., now that's Italiana
Chicken Parmesan and bocce with my
I told Manuel Azaña I'll die my honor
Six bad bitches, some marijuana, ? Can find us
If you could see the pictures and the scriptures these bitches sent me
in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the sister Bentley
When had the Row, Jay start the Roc
I was in the car ? the cops
With the killer cross, had Iverson on the
Graced the cover of The Source, tell me ain't hot
in for RICO, kilos, wish they gave me the max
Fuck them T.O.'s, and see hoes for hatin' new
Four on the toilet shit, I can do that
Came thirty, left with three, now how the fuck he do that?
Most these in the Fed shoulda been in the State
Off The Texas to Brazil, now we raisin' the
I seen Gordouli, know that big like Chapo
Shout out to you who, let me fuck in the chapel
Esa es ? First thing in the
Tried to send me to the for the first pair of Jordans
I had a thing for the secretary, 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 ain't got to lie, my son raised on the
Crib with the elevator, Gabe on the

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

Gun choke, dope, niggas know my repertoire
Bulletproof smart car, six AR
Cocktail, Molotov, burn heat, heat
Revolve, cock, bang, revolve, off
Cocaine, medating, codeine better
The fuck out my way, the bricks down the highway
It's an anthem when I rant, you think I am, Kanye?
I had them vests, now these niggas wear dresses (Free)
I take you to the essence,
Free of charge a so large, these niggas is stretching, I bless 'em
The pounds the with profits precise
With precision, move you up the pillar, you get that right
Money motivation, this in the basket
Go ahead, say something 'bout it while you your ass kicked
Niggas back on the New York
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, it's down
I move rhymes like retail, make shit sell
From where we at to my man's
I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell
From we at to my man's cell

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