Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

Uh, uh, uh
Niggaz trampled on, what's all the fuss about?
Suckin my dick so hard, I'm in they mouth
And then I em out, four to the mid', fuck what I did
no regard for a bid, ripped you up, while you wit your kid
Slid into the shadows, I'm dark like that
I like that, jet black, but I spark like that
Where are at, when I get thirsty, shit
Ain't a nigga strong enough to stand the it gets
Bits, and pieces are all thats that
Niggaz so to death, they hold they motherfuckin breath
Til I pass, cause asked/assed, and I smelled em
The t-h-e-m, I spelled em
To make me have to one, eye up, lump up one head
a body with the shottie, pump up one dead
Red alert, niggaz is about to get hurt, do
To skirts, a jag on the merk, arf
Night time is the right time for
Vandalize your crib, rape your wife she's sleepin
I off the deep end, since I was semen
That's why now, I'm such a demon!
Screamin, my bloody head off, shit on my mind I get off
Can't even a joint, lest I let off
A couple of rounds, from the big pound, seven
about eleven hundred as of now

The-sin-be-plenty-before-the-age-of-20 *sing-song like and smooth*
Life ain't worth a penny in, my book
That's why I took shit, I'm a crook faggot
Fat loops leather jackets, I bag it, along
The jewels smackin tools out the of fools
On the strength they don't know what they holdin
Niggaz caught me tail end the weight that I be sewin
Shit up I get up, off my ass and skate
more moves than u-haul, from state to state
I speak the great, and if a nigga you different
You turn around you ask the nigga, "the fuck is you be "
when it come to riffin, I am the riff raffin
Gots to say nuttin, know they get had

Motherfucker, funk flex, volume three, the chapter
ryders, irv gotti, def jam..
Right here, my dogs at?
Got them all for you baby I got all
I them all..