Luyện nghe bài hát Celebrity

I just touched Ferrari to concrete
I ain't even home and they're talking me
Fuck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom,
Free pay the bills, I'm ballin' all out, B

You don't know me
Nah, I your homie
If name ain't M, Ferrari or Tony

I like my chromey
My Bentley my
My my Forty
South shawty

These I took in the gut yo
The work's still here, I'm just it up slow
my mind, you whippin' the truck load
My Pop dead but he through his son though

If rap ain't work, I'll be on some hoe
Still lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
I'm back like crack the drum roll
You know, I go the gun go

We on the grind all the
Ain't 'bout to let a nigga come and mine
I a nine, you see the shine
I might just let ass slide this time
While I get this paper,
I get this paper, paper

'Cause I'm a
(I don't none of y'all)
celebrity
(Keep your awards)

I'm a
(Take fake smile off)
Ghetto
Ain't nothing nigger

The media test ya, popularity is pressure
Porsche Panamera, platinum through the metal
Wreck the booth up, I'm too tough inner city grammer
your jewels up, they bruised up, I'll sparkle for the camera

Harsh reality's what's closing in, holding them back opening
Verbal attack all over these niggas, push the herd to the
I'm the kind that they pray on, half of their day on
Lay on, niggas for just shots spray on

My system knock and in pound Tupac
6-4 jumping like the too hot
They spot me, they a nigga down two blocks
Two shots in the air for that ain't here

Two tone, two door, top, roof floor
Green guap galore in and out of new
That bright light you saw was a paparazzi
I'm trying to a picture through your Maserati glass

We on the grind all the
Ain't 'bout to let a nigga and snatch mine
I keep a nine, you see the
I might just let your ass slide this
While I get this paper,
While I get paper, paper

'Cause I'm a
(I don't need of y'all)
Ghetto
(Keep your awards)

I'm a
(Take your smile off)
Ghetto
Ain't changed nigger

nothing changed nigger
Ain't nothing nigger
Ain't nothing changed
Ain't nothing changed