Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm

[Intro: DJ

*EVIL

DJ Clue. Dessert Storm. That boy Fabolous. Fam
Niggas wanna'
Y'all better get your bar work
I'm tellin' you now
Friday freestyles
CLUMINATIIII!!

We done seen it all, been it all
quiet

[Verse 1:
I put my lifetime in between the papers
a hustler out here trying to make a dime
Feel like when crackheads was me to take the nine
Man these bum ass rappers need to a sign
That say will rap for food, for real you're screwed
I put the on you and lil' scrap you dudes
My goons in the audience still clap when
Put the in your chest and Millsap you dudes
I'm still dude, still run my city and still lapping' dudes
In the in a still trappin' mood
On a beat from 99 that's slappin' dude
See real rap I'm rude, disrespectful the flow
I met she disrespect and call you bro
mouth crazy disrespectful on the low
She like to on it disrespectful little ho
On some real shit, you just a real bitch
when in public, not some groupie'd out in the club bitch
Type you don't hear from you get up
It was quiet for you till you started turning up
And that ain't real bitch, you like a bill bitch
Fridge ain't got no grub bitch but it's eat the booty it's Publix??
Run into these chicks NOTHING is up
Shorty lost her sponsor was cuffin' her up
I'm like hot damn ho here we go
Your nigga cut you off broke again
No Felipe you eating cereal again
No more lipo you big as Terio
Oh yea, quiet for you too
Wanna' talk cause they ain't as big as you
Wanna' dirt cause the bitch is diggin' you
Don't let the songs on the last album you
(YUUP! *trey tone*) You ain't Trey, you poo nah nah
Look you done started ooh nah nah
Got the twin nine milli's, my two nah
Used to call Nadia, still bye bye to you
We ain't got the thing out or we concealing
We're I'm from daddy's bang out in front of their
My plan was to get the out and get them millions
Now it's mansions but to hang out up in them buildings
Them boys in the lobby was yea
You gotta' Bobby and Rowdy yea
Now we out in Abu Dhabi in air
Then they let me Bobby the Audi yea
(uh) on some Furious 7, rest in peace Paul Walker I hope you hear this in
I be on these niggas you would swear it's a reverend
Four sweep flows in a series of seven
Its the F to the A to the B O-L-O-U-S you get some mo' rellos'
I'm Frank Costello yea but more
Yea I'm in a house with more than a hotello
I to sit and watch Knicks moves, no Melo
Now I get to make king moves on rose
stand still didn't shake no jell-o
Then she it down like when the lights go yellow
On some real
I just want some real
Not none of this fuck
Sound like Barkley with that shit
Fuck all of weird shit I'm tired of that
If it ain't Young OG then quiet for that
the real...

[Outro: DJ
DJ Clue..Dessert Storm...That boy
to Brooklyn what's up? Queens what's good?!
NYC
Slide popping?
Y'all ready