Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle Ghetto

Verse xzibit

(see look)
I grab the mic and start down niggas
Wit out no
live from the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/
Kick rhymes if you got/but if it's wack
I draw back the cap for the
Should of stuck to dealin
'cause it's the blood vill..
Chill..stayin like the ceilin
See ain't enough room for the both of us
See it's a down
Your best style I'll
(yo)i write that make niggas throw they sets up
Couldn't hold my style if you had a of handcuffs
In all
I'll snatch you by neck
And do a suplex and
So you can check my credentials
hard rhymes and instrumentals
Xzhibit you wit a dental
And a pistol
No longer lookin in the
I'll bust a wit indo
Killin quarts of
outta here...

Verse two: mc

a fuze/start spreadin the news
Its 94 and is givin niggas the blues
I paid my dues/and now time to go on to the next mode
Make for the kaboom/'cause I'm about to explode
And drop bombs like a I seize none
And niggas step up/i emcseason
3 seconds to detinate/you evacuate
No time to hesitate/you featherweight
I ain't the to pic up the mic
And catch the stage
I'll pull a gauge if I paid right
To the on tour
Short me a buck and a and the barrel is yours!
I'm pathic like manson
Aint wit the
But still I get more cheers ted danson
More dough than marino or roles than
You me? that's only in your dreams ho
I'm not sayin I'm unbeatable/i'm I'm untouchable
Livin just like a huxtable
Plus I'm rollin wit the cross
Movin fast foward/while you suckas
in a pause mode
I goes deep a great white
But I'm a black
No matter how the pay stacks
Or if my rep gets
You might get take this out the ghetto
But not the out this nigga.....

Verse j-ro, tash

For the basketballs
gassin grass(hey)
Some of the few things likes to pass
93 mandingo/94 I'm the
'cause I'm to the bone marrow
I get
Wit styles than the martial arts
I need
I roll grass than golf carts
April 92 you no the ro was a
Now I'm writin raps on my lab-top
J-ro the fiend/rap dean/wearin green
Been on the the age of 13
I learned I had to the mic
my turn
I got furious styles like fishburne...

Wit da tunin me in
it's the young and the restless
Next up to bust my
the l-i-k-s's
Yes the freshest
Wit lyrics rough around the
smoke you on the mic
Like a of benson hedges
But..hold up
I'll rhymes that'll circulate
That'll wake yo punk ass up like mc
I be rockin rhymes
Since the roof was on
So point me to the bitch who's the butterflyer
I'll make her break it down like she patra when I ya
is on the tables
While I throw these lyrica
So....slow down ya fuck wit my sound
You betta do the hokey
And ya self around...