Luyện nghe bài hát 27 Shots

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

That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition
That's some old real Michael Jackson shit, I'm with Crazy Vic
Let me hear you tryin' to copy my shit, fuck the impact
'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 tryin' to fuck
And crash out, motherfuckers ain't networkin', strippers in
Motherfuckers on motorcycles, trucks with license plates on 'em

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

Fuck you applehead tryin' to make
Some old Carribean with that Trinity keyboard shit
shit, that's some old Broadway musical shit
I don't even listen to cartoon shit
Tell your A&R and his to get out my fuckin' life

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

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

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

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

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

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

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

27 shots, 27 shots, 27