Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Wop Freestyle

Aiyo, I these niggas don't like me
But I don't like none of niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 cent, 9-9, doo wop
Volume 3, take it however the fuck you wan' it
Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show these how to rock)

Yo, they done shot boy down like a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that fellas
You ain't never heard a motherfucker like this
Not even puff, and that nigga there crazy hits
Every few years a nigga come who hot
I'm the best thing since Biggie and Pac
Now I'm this shit slow, so you don't miss it
Don't be a statistic, my from the district
Stay with my biscuit, touch and get twisted
Son I'm off the meter, my mind on crime
See I'm tired of all these niggas dyin to shine
And I'm tired of fiends for a dime for nine
Hearing this next line from me, may sound strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I change
Yo the sale went stale, caught em bad
out the jail, shit is really real
Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they tell
inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this
Niggas know, I ain't never pressed for
And niggas know, I don't serve nobody I know
Son he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man em to me, see he ain't really know b
it was hot, dude was a cop
He was just to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
I served him o.z.'s, then I served him whole keys
Now we all co-de's, man I O.D.
You know how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the
walking to beat, we burnin l's up in the jeep
Ain't nothing sweet, we to move so strategic
It's over I can't believe it, damn it's
ceased the six, the Lex' and the Range Rover
Now a rollin in a Toyota Corolla
Used to never get high, now I'm sober
380-6 shot top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, I'll put one in face
I ain't got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in place
Just bail, I ain't been on the run long
But it feel a motherfuckin marathon