Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Be

Yeah, Yeah...
I'm often often, in my world in the coffin, coughin off the herb of the curb.
Money, money, money is they concur.
Do they Agree? what they see, could be.
Not exactly they thought.
The car the rap star allgededly bought is the same car that the rap star rented.
Front end in tennis, in the snowfish.
the whip, parkin lot a doubple piece, parked then.
My mom swore I'd be the next cometh.
Them otha far from it.
Can't stand how these dick rock even get granted the access.
All up in the mix.
be a Kanye.
Wanna be a P, but nigga.
All the BBC cannot put you, in the same place or you the same face.
you first and you couldnt raise the stakes, higher.
Not talkin shit just fire, muthafucka.
All this BAPE shit I rock is otha.
Who the best MCs in
Cas, Chip, da Cudder, da illness.
And Ohio feel this.
a decade just to say I'm paid.
Took a took a decade just to get girls to lay down, eagle, pop dat pussy ho'.
Need the love I'm the champ that needs a gold medal.
of flow homeboy, I got plenty.
I payed for my noodle, the digital vortex. a freak.
phone sex.
She suck a dong cuz my songs me digital checks.
Gigabytes decide the that I write, I get gone nigga day and night.
Unh. it literally.
How more clear can I be?
How more clear can I be?
How crystal clear can I be?
Can I be?
Can I be?
Unh huh, yeah.
Can I be-...-e.
How more clear can I be?
Can I be?
Can I be?