Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom

Holdin' my in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my and here comes Kendrick
Niggas say the west winnin', I'm just tryin' to find the proof
Speakin' of Proof, I'm 'bout to roll one with
Blow the smoke out to memory
and toast to
he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got like John Kennedy
But that was cool cause I was just for the energy
Watchin' pop pills
while 2Pac in my
First time in Detroit, had to the Grant Hills
Cause I threw up my dukes when California was at a stand
But ain't lost cause Dr. Dre the man still
Had faith in me, knew I had heat an anvil
Ran through entire crews, put their in a landfill
And I ain't the hunger, I'm eatin' out the can still
Yeah, wherever Hov and Nas at in the world now
I know they listenin'
This young be killin' this shit
Hip-hop is life's ciroc I'm 'bout to drop a in this shit
Let's go, esco bars nigga, like Nas
The flow is Rakim with the Birdman nigga
Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call
Stunna, blood?
"Whattup blood? What's my nigga?
Look, I know this the last one after this it's Cash Money, my nigga
So, YMCMB, wild life my nigga, let's get it poppin'"
Rich
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New coupe, remove
I'm from niggas'll do your bitch and bitch niggas'll do you
Inevitably we celebrity bitches and run a chu-chu
We puttin' on magnums, taggin' that wagon, of these birds kookoo
And murder is I do to
Just Blazes, Kanyes, shit on Swizz, I handle my biz
The whole world what I do to Dre's shit
Niggas know I'm classic, I ain't even gotta say
Frank Ocean of a man than you niggas, get up off that gay shit
Fuck copyin' styles, be tracin'
Whether it's me, the movie, or Jadakiss, niggas can't fuck with Jayceon
So go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me
Every needs an anthem
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Winning comes a price
No matter how you try
buy freedom
We're far being free
Yea far from being free
We're far free
Wanna welcome everybody to Piece
After my album fades, my competition lyrically be deceased
saying I'm underrated
Like a younger Jay with heat, but not the ones the Thunder play
So Los Angeles is sort of an understatement
Let me find a gun up here, [when?] I leave you niggas pavement
Tell 'em they rent's due, pay up or get cement
All dope be around, you act like I ain't lean on that fence too
But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm
You wanna me to God
I 45 in that French shoe
I with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face slashed the last beat up like a ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot of dope
Glad you bought it, now sit back and blow reefer
I know the concept behind it is reach ya
Now turn mufucka up and blow speakers
and gentleman
I like to introduce to you
An gentleman
He goes by the Elijah Blake
go
And last but definitely not
I wanna send a shout out, to my nigga James Harden
Another Los Angeles nigga carrying
Ballin' on you
Kevin Hart]
You done rocked my nigga Game,
of all Game, shouts out to you
You put your foot in this ass
the thing man,
This is your public announcement for free
This is me, to you, and everybody who listens to this album
At the end of the day, man, you be judged
If you a man to God, be a man to God
If you a from the streets, god damnit, be a nigga from the fucking streets
At the end of the day, you are who you are
God you for a reason, man
Now I'm not saying go nobody,
I saying go smack ya lady in the face
I'm saying is, be who you think you are, man
Don't mix that up
At the end of the day,
Do I to be perfect? NO
Does God know I'm not
...Well that's a fucking question mark, cause the thing man
Cuz I'm praying at the times of the day,
That's weird, and I'll talk to you about later
But man bottom line I'm saying is this dude
Be you do you, nobody judge you but you
And at the end of the day if you hat you supposed to,
You got one life! it!
With that said,