Luyện nghe bài hát Cuz I'm Famous

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

Girl, where ya' (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 like a Laker game, I ya' lookin'
Cup purple like the Laker game, muddy
With a middle finger up in the air, up to who judgin'
If you talkin' down you need to kill that shi* abruptly
Walk up in this like, "F**k you, double cut me,"
bro, trust me, it's the dough that make them lust me
They'd rather be with me your rusty jewelry is dusty
I'm too up in this Mountain Dew, off the DJ Screw
Boppers yeah I keep a few, I'm than the morning news
Prada shades, exclusive view, shoes I gotta slew
If ya' think I ain't the shi*, bi**h you must be sniffin' glue
Fuchsia is my hue, and codeine is the cause (hold up)
I change my everyday, like I change my drawers
I swear to God I hate you haters like I the laws
Hot boxing with your broad, got kush out my exhaust

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

[Verse 2:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
telling me I rap too foul
I throw them off a gap-toothed smile
I dropped raw, I dropped bars in 2013 and I'm coming in with a brand new sound
Who the hell got to say?
How many fake am I crushing today?
I'm trying to handle my
Eat up or my stomach ache
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 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 trapped like I'm Zordon
I know it's a cold planet but f**k it I'm still chilling 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 should snort
I'm the new rapper your son
I'm trying to make everything more fun
See, I do strictly out of boredom
So I I'm like every other rapper making some bullshit
Just so you can buy it and give me more
F**k those Ni**as, I'm much more
couple of seconds my nuts grow bigger
When I get by women 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 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, 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*
Riding in my spaceship, man I'm wasted

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

[Verse 3:
They done let that out the cage, give me the keys Forrest
Catfish Billy got a pump shotgun, shells of that norris chump
boot-kick motherf**kers to the floor because I'm bored as f**k
Coors to crush, cans to crack, to rush, jam packed
Brother work hard, more to look looking, they is lucky to know me
I'm an alcoholic, and a workaholic
I'mma work this paint, on a canvas
Also, a punk a Dupont bucket, full 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 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, looking for Dukes of
Rap City and Dixie Flags
I don't know if I'm fishin', huntin' or puttin' on bass and bucks
Mountin' or roundin' the masses, into a lake
So they can take a bath in
Subjects that I intertwine lines with such a stack
Get double by MCs, haters they chuckle, laugh and choke
such a gaff to me
I a machete with critic croaks, suck on that
Shit is dope, I'm popping, bubble wrap, folks
It ain't been this abusive that single that Bubba had, nope
Yeller!

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 waist bi**h, ain't say shi*
around 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, ain't gon' say
around in my spaceship, man I'm wasted