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, where ya' (where ya' goin')

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

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, 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*
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 bi**h, ain't gon' say shi*
around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted

[Verse 2:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Critics me I rap too foul
I throw off like a gap-toothed smile
When I dropped raw, I bars in 2013 and I'm coming in with a brand new sound
Who the hell got to say?
How many fake motherf**kers am I crushing
I'm to handle my prey
Eat up or my stomach ache
And brace 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* when I ain't
But when I see them they silent
Why is the filled with a whole bunch of morons?
I'm in the middle feeling trapped like I'm
I know it's a cold planet but f**k it I'm still chilling my sandals and shorts on
Making a fortune, watching cum, f**king them raw make them get abortions
Here's a of cocaine, you should snort some
I'm the new rapper brainwashing son
I'm just trying to make more fun
See, I do this strictly out of
So I guess I'm like every rapper making some bullshit
Just so you can buy it and give me more
F**k those Ni**as, I'm more iller
Every couple of seconds my nuts bigger
When I get by women they get the itching to hop on Twitter so they can upload pictures
I'm willing to give it up, go figure
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 average
I'm bi**h!

Girl, where ya' goin, who ya' came with, what 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, ya' goin, who ya' came with, what your name is
I know you trackin', I'm famous, cause I'm famous
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 killer out the cage, me the keys Forrest
Billy got a pump shotgun, shells full of that norris chump
Cowboy boot-kick to the floor because I'm bored as f**k
to crush, cans to crack, doors to rush, jam packed
Brother work hard, more to look looking, they is lucky to know me
Buddy I'm an alcoholic, and a
I'mma work paint, paint on a canvas
Also, a punk with a Dupont bucket, 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 my clones that are popping out
I must've abducted when I was in Alabama
Me and swamp fox, I I saw it
Changing channels, looking for of Hazzard
Between Rap City and Flags
I don't know if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on and bucks
Mountin' or roundin' the 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
It's such a to me
I fill a machete with critic croaks, on that
is dope, I'm popping, it's bubble wrap, folks
It ain't been this abusive since that single that Bubba had,
Yeller!

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