Luyện nghe bài hát Cut You Loose

Hello hip-hop, music

It's like a love hate
Ridin' in the Ferrari takin' trips
Compared to beer sips
Sittin' somewhere in a Camaro with racin'

way you embrace it
Can't no amount of or lady replace it
And all this rhymin'
If I to you as a girl niggaz'd call this common

I'm as a fan
No disrespect to music, I'm to you as a man
How the is you flossin' a Benz?
Listenin' to this Rick Ross dissin' 'em

Jim Jones Jay
This rap shit gone a different way
(That's right)
I know my lawyers play the game
okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name

Nothin' but Ludacris
The game backwards like
Shootin' on the dance floor
You grew up and to them shooters
Now them shooters is

you too
You corny so I gotta cut you
I looked in my of rhymes, took the sign
I swear I heard a few of my nigga lines

I got these A&R's heart racin', got 'em in of me
Sonnin' they flagship artists for spittin'
is bar raisin', I'm raisin' the bar
So far tryin' to look at it's equivalent to gazin'

Think I'd be water-boardin', you feel me?
Than to to what y'all recordin' for real G
Hell naw, I will not it
Rather switch places with the mom's aborted, kill me

My skills be on point a flyin' dart
Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a art
A whole 'nother animal, not the that departed on the giant ark
But a vulture with a heart

I eloquently fire
I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach writer
And I could teach riders how to do they
So they won't ruin the for comin' off lame

We be birds of a feather, what does it mean?
Think about it, mean I put you under my wing
Or I'm a leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack
Cut you loose, cut you

Call me a when I'm tellin' the truth, expect it
is unveilin' the proof, respect it
Here's you could never dispute
The last I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth, I wreck shit

Man I ruined inside
Somebody tell me to do, I'm a guy
That loves music but I am through with the vibe
Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look stupid alive

I found out I persuin' a lie
It's nothin' like what I thought, man, the in the pie
'Cause ain't no puddin' in the hood when niggaz shoot to
But what's my single? Ask in the suit and a tie

Who stole the Man, I'm losin' my drive
I 'member when singles used to have on it
Nowadays the rewind button got mad on it
Can't bring it if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack

I'm for somethin good so I can puff on it
Y'all don't give me a buzz
I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's just suds
Nothin' there but the air in heads
Man, I'm fed dawg, I had it up to

I'm cuttin' you loose, fuckin'
I can't believe they in your talks you discussin' the truth
These suck and they bad liars
This is not what I when I was 11 steppin' up in rap cyphers

I you had to be mad nice
But you could be trash as long as
You look and have ice
I ain't complainin', I'm sayin' though
There's no reason a musician should wanna a television
Instead of be to the radio, I'm cuttin' you loose

Look, I used to dream of bein wit'chu
Woulda probably gave to be seen wit'chu
On the block on the wit'chu
And the most beautiful wit'chu
Is we shared the same and I could get cream wit'chu

Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single
Then we arguin', havin' single issues
Somethin's off nowadays, you seem official, so

I see you them other artists and it's sickenin'
E'rythin's since we parted, you been different
Do whatever for bread boo you started trickin'
For real

How you thug me?
If I can't be me I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?
Get so ugly, eat it, it, treat it better than niggaz
So you still be dyin' to me, baby, don't interrupt me

Ain't complete to compete but you judge me
What you really think of me, you me
I 12 step my addict
So Method Man, you could that bitch

But now she got neighbors against me, her favorite MC
I just hit her hard and she got against me
cool, I get up wit'chu later if meant be
Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with memories