Luyện nghe bài hát Cuz I'm Famous

Girl, where ya' (where ya' goin')
Girl, where ya' (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 me like a Laker game, I caught ya' lookin'
Cup purple like the Laker game, 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 this like, "F**k you, double cut me,"
Listen bro, trust me, it's the dough that make them me
They'd rather be with me because your jewelry is dusty
I'm too up in this Mountain Dew, off the DJ Screw
yeah I keep a few, I'm fresher than the morning news
Prada shades, view, Italian shoes I gotta slew
If ya' think I ain't the shi*, then bi**h you must be sniffin'
is my favorite hue, and codeine is the cause (hold up)
I my cars everyday, like I change my drawers
I swear to God I hate you haters I hate the laws
Hot boxing with broad, got kush smoke out my exhaust

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

2: Hopsin]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Critics me I rap too foul
I throw them off like a gap-toothed
When I dropped raw, I dropped in 2013 and I'm coming in with a brand new sound
Who the got something to say?
How fake motherf**kers am I crushing today?
I'm trying to handle my
Eat up or my stomach ache
And brace when I let my steez rub in face
Can we all get along?
To me, I get a violent
Ni**as be wildin', talking a gang of when I ain't lookin'
But when I see they stay silent
Why is the world filled a whole bunch of morons?
I'm in the middle feeling like I'm Zordon
I it's a cold planet 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
a line of cocaine, you should snort some
I'm the new rapper your son
I'm trying to make everything more fun
See, I do this strictly out of
So I guess I'm like every rapper making some bullshit
so you can buy it and give me more funds
F**k those Ni**as, I'm much iller
Every of seconds my nuts grow bigger
When I get spotted by women they get the itching to hop on Twitter so they can upload
I'm usually willing to give it up, go
I got a girl, so I don't give 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, your name 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 around in my spaceship, man I'm

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

3: Yelawolf]
They let that killer out the cage, give me the keys Forrest
Catfish got a pump shotgun, shells full of that norris chump
Cowboy boot-kick to the floor because I'm bored as f**k
Coors to crush, to crack, doors to rush, jam packed
Brother work hard, more to than looking, they is lucky to know me
I'm an alcoholic, and a workaholic
I'mma work paint, paint on a canvas
Also, a with a Dupont bucket, full 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 abducted when I was in Alabama
Me and fox, I swear I saw it
Changing channels, looking for of Hazzard
Between Rap and Dixie Flags
I know if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on bass and bucks
Mountin' or roundin' the masses, into a lake
So they can take a public in
Subjects that I intertwine with lines such a stack
Get bagged by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and choke
It's such a to me
I fill a with critic croaks, suck on that
Shit is dope, I'm popping, bubble 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 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, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, your name is
I know you trackin', cause I'm famous, cause I'm
Keep the chrome on my waist bi**h, gon' say shi*
around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted