Luyện nghe bài hát 27 Shots

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

That's old Bobby Brown and New Edition shit
That's some old real 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 niggaz performin' out there

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

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

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

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

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

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

Don't ever act hardcore, a suburban nigga, you get serviced nigga
You never even been in a street fight
Look at your old album pictures, you's a bunch of hype
Kiss my ass, picked up the fuckin' mic, untalented bitch
Like you some wild ass, inner kid from the projects, who's next?

27 shots, 27 shots, 27

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

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

27 shots, 27 shots, 27