Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle Ghetto

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I grab the mic and start breakin down
Wit out no
Broadcastin live the bottom/aint no mic checkin worse/
Kick rhymes if you got/but if it's wack
I draw back the cap for the
of stuck to rock dealin
'cause it's the stealin/super vill..
Chill..stayin high like the
See there enough room for the both of us
See it's a down
Your best I'll bust
(yo)i write rhymes make niggas throw they sets up
hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs
In all
snatch you by your neck
And do a suplex and
So you can check my credentials
Just rhymes and instrumentals
Xzhibit you wit a dental
And a loaded
No longer lookin in the
I'll bust a field wit
Killin quarts of
Sadie's here...

two: mc breeze

Like a fuze/start spreadin the
Its 94 and is givin niggas the blues
I paid my now it's time to go on to the next mode
Make room for the kaboom/'cause I'm about to
And drop like a b1/cops I seize none
And niggas step soak 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 ain't paid
To the on tour
Short me a buck and a and the barrel is yours!
I'm psycho pathic like
Aint wit the
But still I get more than ted danson
More than marino or roles than pacino
You beatin me? that's only in your ho
I'm not sayin I'm sayin I'm untouchable
Livin comfortable like a huxtable
Plus I'm rollin wit the roads
fast foward/while you other suckas
Stuck in a mode
I goes deep a great white
But I'm a black
No how high the pay stacks
Or if my rep gets
You get take this nigga out the ghetto
But not the ghetto out nigga.....

three: j-ro, tash

For the balls
gassin grass(hey)
Some of the few things j-ro to pass
93 mandingo/94 I'm the
'cause I'm to the bone marrow
I get
Wit more styles than the arts
I weed
I roll more grass than carts
92 you no the ro was a looter
Now I'm raps on my lab-top computer
J-ro the tittie fiend/rap dean/wearin
Been on the the age of 13
I learned I had to the mic
Now's my
I got furious styles like fishburne...

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