Luyện nghe bài hát 27 Shots

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

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

Fat stomachs, and eye glare, what the fuck 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 after
I'ma turn my off, I don't wanna shake hands, meet no-fuckin'-body
Arrogant bastard, no commercial shit, break neck
Suck my dick in the world, 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, listen to my shit 'cause yo single is gay
Writin' bullshit, I hear on the radio by these homo niggaz everyday
Butter soft, sissy shit, I got the real it like it is pissy shit
Yo shit is some fake ass gorilla 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, still messin' with you
Your shit is wack, any in they right mind
Shouldn't have sex with you, rusty that don't use soap
I fuck around and piss all over your leather, ass trenchcoat

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

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Then I really all production out there
That bullshit niggaz programmin', fuck Johnny Hammond, Stitch
That shit gettin' you rich, just a packed 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, that shit on tour
Y'all niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore, ass boots
With no socks on, fuckin' up the dancefloor, since you ate codfish
And meat patties? I got cousins with Jheri in Caddies

27 shots, 27 shots, 27