Luyện nghe bài hát Chop the Sample Up

1]
This ain't a verse, this some that I wrote
It ain't rehearsed, I'm just gonna go the flow
Because this is real, this a single for the damn club
This for the club promoters and the die hards with their up
For the people that told me four years ago that I wasn't gonna be shit when I played the a couple I wrote
that you wanna, Im a fucking living legend but my public persona
This same you're gonna see me if you approach me on the street
I'm instrumental to the game, and I make the
I next leveled you on the timing and the rhyming
When you up in my eyes you only see what I'm not hiding
Damn, so they don't want it on the album, they just afraid of the outcome
Ayo, rain brought me out son, 900 thousand, but I'm still here on the damn couch son
Respect a fucking legend when he's speaking, momma birth to the game and his fuckin name was Meekins
that might be underaged trying to send me pictures of their tits
Record labels want me to sell out so I can make them rich
So I don't how it makes me a bitch, if I don't spend 24/7 on Twitter and shit

Chop the sample up my brotha, I give a fuck my brotha
It ain't where you from my brotha, its you pay rent my brotha
Hit it once but I dont love her, cause I don't that word my brotha
I ain't to concerned my brotha, I just my world my brotha

2]
Everydays the same in my life, I'm just grinding to live my in the spot light
I give a shit about, I rock mics, and I live to hold you down when I write
Mad people didn't believe I was good at this shit, but the wheel stay spinnin' like good rich bitch
Cause Common me that slow motion was better than no motion, I gotta stay focused on the hooks and shit
But fuck that I'm a king that deserves a crown, whole city hold me down when I'm around
They know I'mma put on and thats love, if you ain't about that shit then we fuck you up
They say, "Cam won't do it, he ain't got what it takes" truth is I was waiting for those dudes to fade
Gotta long term plan and I'm here to stay, something MJ to the NBA
Got flows turning midi to to MPs, got heart but your MP3's is empty
Your come around and ooh she tempt me, hopped out from the train and peel the ? UH