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')

1: Paul Wall]
Paul Wall, Two cups, 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 up in the air, up to everybody who judgin'
If you talkin' down then you need to kill that abruptly
Walk up in this motherf**ker like, "F**k you, cut me,"
Listen bro, trust me, it's the that make them lust me
rather be with me because your rusty jewelry is dusty
I'm too up in this Dew, leaning off the DJ Screw
Boppers yeah I a few, I'm fresher than the morning news
Prada shades, exclusive view, shoes I gotta slew
If ya' I ain't the shi*, then bi**h you must be sniffin' glue
Fuchsia is my favorite hue, and codeine is the (hold up)
I change my everyday, like 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' 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*
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
Keep the chrome on my bi**h, ain't gon' say shi*
Riding around in my spaceship, man I'm

2: Hopsin]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Critics telling me I rap too
I throw them off like a gap-toothed
When I dropped raw, I bars in 2013 and I'm coming in with a brand new sound
Who the got something to say?
How many fake motherf**kers am I today?
I'm to handle my prey
Eat up or my stomach will
And brace when I let my 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 lookin'
But when I see they 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 it I'm still chilling with my sandals and shorts on
Making a fortune, watching whores cum, f**king them raw them get abortions
Here's a line of cocaine, you 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 every other rapper making some bullshit
Just so you can buy it and give me funds
F**k Ni**as, I'm much more iller
Every couple of seconds my grow bigger
When I get spotted by women they get the itching to hop on Twitter so can upload pictures
I'm usually to give it up, go figure
I got a girl, so I just don't a f**k
Hop into your car and blast it, for the of madness
Cuz I'm far from
I'm bi**h!

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

3: Yelawolf]
They done let that out the cage, give me the keys Forrest
Catfish Billy got a pump shotgun, shells full of that chump
Cowboy boot-kick motherf**kers to the because I'm bored as f**k
Coors to crush, 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
work this paint, paint on a canvas
Also, a punk with a Dupont bucket, of mossy green
Dammit, camouflage on the
I done my team, I'm hard to manage
Let me put it to you simple, I own this f**king
I'm a pioneer, look these are just my clones are popping out
I been abducted when I was in Alabama
Me and swamp fox, I I saw it
Changing channels, for Dukes of Hazzard
Between Rap and Dixie Flags
I don't if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' tags on bass 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 bagged by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and
such a gaff to me
I fill a machete with critic croaks, suck on
Shit is dope, I'm popping, bubble wrap, folks
It ain't been this abusive since that single that had, nope
Yeller!

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