Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Approach Me

Pssh, man I a lighter man
Right
Yeah, Slim?
crackin'?

Hit shit
Shit I almost hit this today
Pssh, is that
What is it with motherfuckers thinkin'

Because we're in the spotlight or whatever
They can do or say whatever they want to us and we won't retaliate
my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary

'Cause you don't know me, I don't you
So approach me, I won't approach you
And insult me, I won't insult you
'Cause you don't know what I or I won't do

'Cause you don't me, I don't know you
So don't approach me, I approach you
And don't insult me, I insult you
'Cause you know what I will or I won't do

Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State
Bein' underrated gave me to create it
Can you relate? I renovate, straight out the
Carried my weight, but seem to nothin' but hate

Millionaires crumbs off my little son plate
Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the
No hoes, no clothes, no one up for my shows
You know how it goes, I might as kick it at home

But my baby momma hate my guts and stand me
(Yeah)
Packed up, moved out, a new family
So all this strugglin' for what, so I can up
a slut but can't watch my seed grow up?

Fuck that, this the fuckin' I get
For tryin' to assholes and feed my bitch
Yo, I feel like my life is upside down
(Upside down)
'Cause you seein' support than I'm seein' my child, it's like

Everyday I wake up, drama
It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin' karma
If I can hold on to my private life for minutes longer
I might get my wife to let go of knife and just calm her

these cameras in our faces like animals
For your Channel 2 action news to follow our up the avenue
And catch a glimpse of all the suicide
And what we do in private since they let us put up a fence

And you why I carry every gun under the sun
Whether it's unloaded full or an one
No bullet, you're so of shit
clip is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it

And don't give me no bullshit I'm not in the
I just got in a feud in some parkin' lot with a
Over Kim and she slit both of her wrists over the shit
Don't tell me 'bout the show business shit, I know this is, bitch

'Cause you don't know me, I don't you
So don't me, I won't approach you
And insult me, I won't insult you
you don't know what I will or I won't do

'Cause you don't know me, I don't you
So don't approach me, I won't you
And don't insult me, I insult you
'Cause you don't know what I or I won't do

ain't business, this is personal bitch
You don't Xzibit from shit, new school, class dismissed
I had a very up day, I'm needin' this fifth
Shuttin' motherfuckers up like pleadin' the 5th

Yo Em, it's to get serious with it
(Yeah)
Time for everybody to feel it, to the egg in the skillet
This is your brain on drugs, brain on thugs
Ain't no neighborhood big enough to bang on us

Ain't no love lost my niggaz, relax
I'm about to snatch it all and spreadin' the wealth
To my niggaz who never seen it I mean it I holla
At the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved

Got, of ammo to crack your enamel
Changin' your channel, you played a fuckin piano
Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm ridin' a
motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels

I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I now?
Just hit me on my tele' nigga soon as I touch
Spit to split spines just to get mine
Big bitches gettin' dick to spit shine

Sniff of coke, that's the only shit that make you dope
Bitch-ass nigga that's the soap
Get choked out and beat, put your in a vise-grip
And turn 'til you motherfuckers me the right shit

So do I buy a whole block to myself
A door with twelve locks
And have a bodyguard me out to my mailbox
And every time makes a threat, run and tell cops?
Fuck that, I protect myself with these twelve

And one in the chamber, gun in the
And one in the ankle, waitin' for someone to to my place
Tryin' to walk up and knock like cocksuckers are not
Gonna get a shotgun or a shoved in their face?

And it's a disgrace Halie can't play her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by your horn
Screamin' some shit, leanin' out your windows, 'n' shit
Or pullin' up in my like I won't leap in your whip

And so these tell their friends and relatives where I live
So my address ends up on the again
So then, I do an interview with spin, tellin'
That if someone comes to my crib, I'ma a gun in their ribs

And reporters, it out of proportion
Oh, now he's pullin' guns on his
Just for tryin to stand on his
And I'm the bad guy, 'cause I don't answer my like, "Hey hi
You guys wants some autographs? Okay, a straight line"

Sometimes I feel like loadin' this
And climbin' the roof at night and hidin' outside to you
It's not that I don't like you it's just I'm not behind the mic
I'm a person who's just you