Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Approach Me

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

Hit shit
I almost hit this motherfucker today
Pssh, is right?
What is it with thinkin' that

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

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

'Cause you don't know me, I know 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 will or I do

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

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

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

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

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

Without cameras in our faces like animals
For your Channel 2 action to follow our ambulance up the avenue
And catch a glimpse of all the suicide
And what we do in private since they won't let us put up a

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I trust
Just hit me on my nigga soon as I touch down
Spit lines to spines just to get mine
Big behind bitches gettin' dick to spit

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

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

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

And it's a disgrace Halie can't with her toys
In the front yard you drivin' by honkin' your horn
Screamin' some shit, leanin' out your windows, 'n' shit
Or pullin' up in my drive I won't leap in your whip

And so these kids tell their friends and relatives I live
So my address up on the Internet again
So then, I do an interview with spin, them
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' on his fans
Just for tryin to on his porch
And I'm the bad guy, 'cause I don't answer my like, "Hey hi
You wants some autographs? Okay, form a straight line"

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