Luyện nghe bài hát Cuz I'm Famous

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

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

1: Paul Wall]
Paul Wall, Two cups, up
I pull up on thangy thangs, sitting crooked
They watch me like a 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
Walk up in motherf**ker like, "F**k you, double cut me,"
Listen bro, trust me, it's the dough make them lust me
They'd rather be with me because rusty jewelry is dusty
I'm too up in this Mountain Dew, off the DJ Screw
Boppers yeah I keep a few, I'm fresher than the morning
Prada shades, exclusive view, shoes I gotta slew
If ya' think I the shi*, then bi**h you must be sniffin' glue
Fuchsia is my hue, and codeine is the cause (hold up)
I change my cars everyday, like I my drawers
I swear to God I hate you like I hate the laws
Hot boxing with your broad, got kush smoke out my

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

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

[Verse 2:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Critics me I rap too foul
I them off like 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 something to
How many motherf**kers am I crushing today?
I'm to handle my prey
Eat up or my stomach will
And when I let my steez rub in your face
Can we all just get
To me, I get a little
Ni**as be wildin', talking a gang of shi* I ain't lookin'
But when I see them stay silent
Why is the world filled a whole bunch of morons?
I'm in the middle feeling trapped I'm Zordon
I know it's a cold planet but f**k it I'm still with my sandals and shorts on
Making a fortune, watching whores cum, f**king them raw make get abortions
Here's a line of cocaine, you should some
I'm the new rapper brainwashing son
I'm just to make everything more fun
See, I do this strictly out of
So I guess I'm like every other making some bullshit
so you can buy it and give me more funds
F**k those Ni**as, I'm much more
Every couple of seconds my nuts bigger
When I get spotted by women they get the itching to hop on Twitter so they can pictures
I'm usually willing to give it up, go
I got a girl, so I just don't give a
Hop into your car and blast it, for the of madness
Cuz I'm far average
I'm bi**h!

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' with, what your name is
I know you trackin', 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

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

3: Yelawolf]
They done let that killer out the cage, give me the keys
Catfish Billy got a shotgun, shells full of that norris chump
Cowboy boot-kick motherf**kers to the floor because I'm as f**k
to crush, cans to crack, doors to rush, jam packed
Brother hard, more to look 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 with a Dupont bucket, full of mossy green
Dammit, on the beat
I done my team, I'm hard to manage
Let me put it to you simple, I own f**king house
I'm a pioneer, look these are just my clones that are out
I been abducted when I was in Alabama
Me and fox, I swear I saw it
Changing channels, for Dukes of Hazzard
Rap City and Dixie Flags
I don't if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on bass and bucks
Mountin' or the f**kin' masses, into a lake
So they can take a public in
Subjects I intertwine with lines with such a stack
Get double by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and choke
such a gaff to me
I fill a machete with critic croaks, suck on
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' 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 say shi*
Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm

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