Luyện nghe bài hát Hype (Freestyle)

[Spoken: Lil
Finally in
Bup
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LD aka Bup Bup
bup
I can do what I when I rap
Okay, enough

1: Lil Dicky]
Oh my god, I'm out in Europe
Oh, they slipping, gotta wipe the up
I'm the type of dude that never decorum
I no fucks, I'm farting at the urinal
Mama used to me Davey-Wavy
Twenty later, Davey wavy
I'm Russell Westbrook, the guard
Still push the car, baby
Old whip, stilly on the map, new bitches in the
They been with the kid for a minute
Oh my my
Got 'em looking like they 'bout to go and let a motherfucker in to rip it a ticket
I be going to bed this
I even gotta go and pretend I'm this
I don't even trip
Still in that London apartment ay
My look like she got Parkinson's, ay
I got her moving and shaking ay
I'm coming when I let her like ay
Turning up everywhere, Johnny
I got somebody checking my mail
Hoes in formation, I'm like Bey
I just don't see how someone could
don't even like to post me on FADER
Fuck it, I'm they all not
Labels they know what call lot
I got OGs in my log
I can't names
Just know I great to the greatest
But, fuck it, it's blog
I bet they love on Worldstar
No me, that's a girl car
just hit me like, damn homie
Go buy Lil Dicky, I'm
Still, a landslide
How this shit be holding up with their hands
How this shit be blowing up, Nicki size
Could this shit break ground, a landslide
Got hits, Kruk with the hand-eye
You don't see the light of day, I'm like a tan
And I a video, ton of impressions
I look around, I see nothing but

Lil Dicky (Tim Westwood)]
Not of me, Tim, just of each

Tim Tim Tim Tim Tim
(That's me baby)
I
You think I'm meet my wife in London?
(I so)
She be here, no?
(Yeah, for you, baby)
Oh

2: Lil Dicky]
Oh, they was sleeping, but now they
Is he a or Louis CK?
If he was both of bitches with both of them businesses, shit would be criggity-cray
Wish after like I'm blowing this cake
Bitch after bitch, been hollering my name
Cling to my wood like a koala
Cap on my shit when I twist Odwalla
Okay, now they to get involved with it
No girl yet, I gotta see 'em all
No chain, I been to keep it all business
Lay it like menorah and the shit work
Drinking my water, I pick up a
You know that the money get saved, ay
Why you Reporters recording the shit that I say, ay
I don't even gotta it
I ain't what I found lately
People look at me hoping
People at you Periscoping
I might have to be a
This ain't Iggy, but I date

Lil Dicky (Tim Westwood)]
I go out them sometimes
(Very cool)

3: Lil Dicky]
Cut the losses, cut the
Independent, fuck the
At the Stop, bunch of sauces
Shout to Rick Ross, huh,
I ain't yet
I p jet
Fly coach, Jay Wright
They send me Nikes, send me
Got a new box, I peek yet
But I skim milk chugging with a bitch hot as asphalt
Bitch why I'm coming quick, it's your ass fault
Say what you want, I be saying later
You movies and wish you could date her
My a movie, I think I might date her
I'd hit her on Twitter but I'm out of

Lil Dicky]
I run out of data
Is it or 'dah-ta'?
I it's 'day-ta', for the sake of the rhyme
I even my plan
I swear, I do a lot of social
Alright, you