Luyện nghe bài hát 27 Shots

They try to say is plastic
I New York got the most plastic niggaz too
Fuck all you niggaz comin' out to the Train Awards
With them pop ass headsets around your ears Britney Spears

That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition
That's some old Michael Jackson shit, I'm comin' with Crazy Vic
Let me hear you tryin' to copy my shit, fuck the eventually
'Cause there's a lot of corny performin' out there

Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare, what the do I care?
Niggaz with they ass out, groupies in cheap motels to fuck
And crash out, motherfuckers networkin', strippers checkin' in
Motherfuckers on motorcycles, pickup trucks with license on 'em

Bringin' mad shit from down South, big parties
I'ma turn my phone off, I don't wanna hands, meet no-fuckin'-body
bastard, no commercial shit, break your neck
Suck my dick in the world, fuck the critics, everything I is a hit

Fuck you applehead motherfuckers tryin' to
Some old Carribean mixed with that keyboard shit
Hip-Hop shit, some old Broadway musical shit
I even listen to that cartoon shit
Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my life

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

Shut up, to my shit 'cause yo cassette single is gay
Writin' that bullshit, I hear on the radio by homo niggaz everyday
Butter soft, sissy shit, I got the tell it like it is pissy shit
Yo shit is some fake ass gorilla shit, white suits, mansion yachts
Scared ass doin' videos, buyin' models on some boat shit

I you straight G, I can't fuck with it, girls still messin' with you
Your shit is wack, any in they right mind
Shouldn't have sex with you, nigga that don't use soap
I fuck and piss all over your leather, faggot ass trenchcoat

Don't act hardcore, you's a suburban nigga, you get serviced nigga
You never even in a fuckin' street fight
Look at your old album pictures, you's a bunch of hype
Kiss my ass, nobody picked up the fuckin' mic, untalented
Like you some wild ass, inner kid from the projects, who's next?

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

Then I disrespect all production out there
That bullshit programmin', fuck Johnny Hammond, Sonny Stitch
That shit ain't gettin' you rich, just a packed crowd, low
A bunch of fuckin' dicks, I'd rather see ass
A nice club a fat ass

And all you motherfuckers actin' you Jamaican
American to the core, copyin' shit on tour
Y'all niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore, ass boots
With no socks on, up the dancefloor, since when you ate codfish
And meat I got cousins with Jheri curls in Caddies

27 shots, 27 shots, 27