Luyện nghe bài hát Cuz I'm Famous

Girl, ya' goin' (where ya' goin')
Girl, where ya' (where ya' goin')

Girl, ya' goin' (where ya' goin')
Girl, ya' goin' (where ya' goin')

1: Paul Wall]
Paul Wall, Two cups, up
I pull up on them thangy thangs, sitting
They watch me a Laker game, I caught ya' lookin'
Cup purple like the game, extra muddy
With a middle up in the air, up to everybody who judgin'
If you talkin' down you need to kill that shi* abruptly
up in this motherf**ker like, "F**k you, double cut me,"
Listen bro, trust me, the dough that make them lust me
They'd rather be me because your rusty jewelry is dusty
I'm too up in this Dew, leaning off the DJ Screw
Boppers yeah I keep a few, I'm fresher than the news
Prada shades, exclusive view, shoes I gotta slew
If ya' think I ain't the shi*, bi**h you must be sniffin' glue
Fuchsia is my favorite hue, and is the cause (hold up)
I change my everyday, like I change my drawers
I to God I hate you haters like I hate the laws
Hot boxing your broad, got kush smoke out my exhaust

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what name is
I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, I'm famous
Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, ain't gon' say
Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, your name is
I know you trackin', I'm famous, cause I'm famous
Keep the chrome on my bi**h, ain't gon' say shi*
Riding in my spaceship, man I'm wasted

[Verse 2:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
telling me I rap too foul
I throw them off a gap-toothed smile
When I dropped raw, I dropped bars in 2013 and I'm coming in with a new sound
Who the hell got to say?
How many motherf**kers am I crushing today?
I'm trying to handle my
Eat up or my will ache
And brace I let my steez rub in your face
Can we all just get
To me, I get a violent
Ni**as be wildin', talking a of shi* when I ain't lookin'
But when I see them stay silent
Why is the world with a whole bunch of morons?
I'm in the middle feeling trapped I'm Zordon
I know it's a cold but f**k it I'm still chilling with my sandals and shorts on
Making a fortune, watching whores cum, them raw make them get abortions
Here's a line of cocaine, you snort some
I'm the new brainwashing your son
I'm just trying to make more fun
See, I do this out of boredom
So I guess I'm like every other rapper making some
Just so you can buy it and me more funds
F**k those Ni**as, I'm much more
Every couple of my nuts grow bigger
When I get by women they get the itching to hop on Twitter so they can upload pictures
I'm usually willing to it up, go figure
I got a girl, so I just don't give a
Hop your car and blast it, for the bars of madness
Cuz I'm far from
I'm bi**h!

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' with, what your name is
I you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm famous
Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, gon' say shi*
Riding in my spaceship, man I'm wasted

Girl, ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your name is
I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm
the chrome on my waist bi**h, ain't gon' say shi*
Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm

3: Yelawolf]
They done let that killer out the cage, give me the Forrest
Catfish Billy got a pump shotgun, full of that norris chump
Cowboy boot-kick motherf**kers to the because I'm bored as f**k
Coors to crush, cans to crack, doors to rush, jam
Brother work hard, more to look than looking, they is lucky to me
Buddy I'm an alcoholic, and a
work this paint, paint on a canvas
Also, a punk with a Dupont bucket, of mossy green
Dammit, camouflage on the
I done lost my team, I'm hard to
Let me put it to you simple, I own f**king house
I'm a pioneer, look these are just my that are popping out
I must've been abducted when I was in
Me and fox, I swear I saw it
Changing channels, for Dukes of Hazzard
Between Rap and Dixie Flags
I don't know if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on and bucks
Mountin' or roundin' the f**kin' masses, into a
So they can take a public in
Subjects that I intertwine with lines such a stack
Get double bagged by MCs, haters chuckle, laugh and choke
such a gaff to me
I fill a machete critic croaks, suck on that
Shit is dope, I'm popping, it's wrap, folks
It been this abusive since that single that Bubba had, nope
Yeller!

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your is
I know you trackin', I'm famous, cause I'm famous
Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, gon' say shi*
Riding in my spaceship, man I'm wasted

Girl, ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your name is
I you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm famous
the chrome on my waist bi**h, ain't gon' say shi*
Riding in my spaceship, man I'm wasted