Luyện nghe bài hát Real 92.3 Freestyle

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You never knew a plug, plug, plug, a plug this
Sophisticated gangsta, watch me thug like
your, uh, in a club like this
Seven zeros, need my pub like
Stuck in a rock in a place
I am I won't bump y'all up, well, I am
I got to get my off
My style from Devin the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And James Brown his fist crossed
I the vocals like Prince Rogers
thought a billionaire come out of Compton?
Multiply simple logic, it's you can follow
If Dre ain't motivation, I don't who is
Gift and a curse, maybe shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too pessimistic to I'm gifted
Chasin' rat brownie points and bullshittin'
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin', hopped a on 'em
my dick and pour on 'em
Yeah, homie, I'm still that whoop-de-whoop
out on my enemies, I know who to shoot
Back when my homies where I to be
Such a familiar sceneries, I smell the gun
I watched a watch his son smoke
I the sun set on my set
I seen one 'Ru and one Loc, one slip and one played him
subject to change
Nowadays, the (?) kill each other
Faster than an opposite
whack out everythin', you're dead, homie
It's your mother, your and brother
If God was a Loc, he'd probably had one
Damn, that's up, I guess it is
you can't trust not a soul inside these streets
I made a video out there in Copenhagen, so the can see
To let 'em know it's than just Pamela Lee
said, "Good looking"
Paused the video the his phone ring
That fast dollar was his problem
No matter how many times I showed him the Tower
The was home and Africa was too far for power
Then I

And you don't and you don't and you
And you and you don't and you don't
And you and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you stop

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This is unmatched
This is brought to you by adrenaline and good rap
Pendleton ball cap
Windows shatter, same synonym fall
Been in it Internet had impacts
My limited, the experience lacked
Ten of us no tentative tactic that cracked
The mind of a literate writer, but I did in
You admitted it once I submitted it wrapped in
scribblin', scratchin' diligent sentences backwards
Visitin' freestyle cyphers for your
Now I can visit a stadium, pack it the
Gamblin' Benjamin benefits, sittin' in
women in cartwheels, linen fabric on fashion
Winnin' in decision
Kendrick is master and it
it lovely how menace has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction, runnin' pure
Thank God for rap, I say it got me a plaque
But what's better that? I know everything
I know everything, I know
I morality, spirituality, good and beheld
I know fatality might you
I know everything, I know
I know street shit, I know shit that's conscience, I everything
I know lawyers, and sponsors
I know wisdom, I know bad religion, I know good
I know everything, I know
I the universe works mentally
I know the of bullshit, that isn't meant for me
I know everything, I cars, clothes, hoes and money
I know loyalty, I respect, I know those that's hungry
I know everything, the to lows to groupies and junkies
I if I'm generous at heart, I don't need recognition
The way I'm rewarded, well, God's decision
You know, know that from Compton School District
I give it to the kids, gossip 'bout how it was distributed
I, I, I know how people work, I the price of life
I know how much worth, I know what I know and I know it well
Not to ever forget I realized I didn't know shit
Big Boy, up?

And you and you don't and you don't
And you and you don't and you don't
And you don't and you and you don't
And you don't and you stop

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I don't give a about no politics in rap
My little Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back
So I got to go every time I jump on wax
Bump what they talking 'bout, here is where it's at
Look, I came in this game, I stuck my fangs in this
I wore no chain in game, my hood, my name in this game
Now I double up, time to bubble up the and huddle up
I'm stickin' to the scripts like, "Yeah, 'em can cuddle up"
I skip, hop, I drip-drop, I flip-flop with them white socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me this
That's what the chronic like when them chemicals mix
Fifty-homie salute, I'm out to Zoo with the extras
El Cos, Monte Carlos, Road and dressers
Rip Ridaz, (?), Mexicans that eff me
can eff with me, tell y'all to eff with me
Jumpin' out the Caddy, uh, got my (?)
The homies called
They said, "The enemies done up"
Oh, yeah? want to squabble with me, vatio?
Oh, yeah? Tell 'em can run it for the cardio
Oh, Everythin' is everythin', it's scandalous
Slow motion for the ambulance, the filled with cameras
The LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football numbers
Homie's name on paper, you snitched all
The streets don't fail me now, they want to put the game in
From Compton to Congress, set trippin' all around
Ain't nothin' new but a of new DemoCrips and ReBloodlicans
Red state versus a state, which one you governin'?
They give us guns and drugs, call us
Tell me profit to fuck with you
Nobody can fuck with you, said, "What it do?"

Can I get one

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Everybody to talk about who this and who that
Who the and who wack, who white or who black
Critics want to that they miss when hip hop was rappin'
Motherfuck if they did, a nigga'd be platinum
priorities bullshit, put energy in wrong shit
Hennessy and Vic, my memory been gone since
Don't ask about no politician at award
No, don't ask about my, uh, no, don't ask my foes
you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it
I'm the only nigga next to Snoop can push the button
Had the Coast on
"K. Dot, what up? I heard opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, buyin' stock