Luyện nghe bài hát Cuz I'm Famous

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

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

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

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, ain't gon' say
around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your 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 around in my spaceship, man I'm

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

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

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

[Verse 3:
They done let that out the cage, give me the keys Forrest
Catfish Billy got a shotgun, shells full of that norris chump
Cowboy boot-kick motherf**kers to the floor because I'm bored as
Coors to crush, cans to crack, to rush, jam packed
Brother work hard, more to than looking, they is lucky to know me
Buddy I'm an alcoholic, and a
I'mma work this paint, paint on a
Also, a punk a Dupont bucket, full of mossy green
Dammit, on the beat
I lost my team, I'm hard to manage
Let me put it to you simple, I own this house
I'm a pioneer, look these are just my that are popping out
I must've been when I was in Alabama
Me and swamp fox, I I saw it
Changing channels, looking for of Hazzard
Between Rap City and Dixie
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 a public bath in
Subjects that I intertwine with with such a stack
Get double by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and choke
such a gaff to me
I fill a machete with croaks, suck on that
is dope, I'm popping, it's bubble wrap, folks
It ain't been this since that single that Bubba had, nope
Yeller!

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, 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

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' with, what your 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 in my spaceship, man I'm wasted