Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Approach Me

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

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

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

'Cause you don't know me, I don't you
So don't approach me, I won't 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 me, I don't 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And you wonder why I carry gun under the sun
it's unloaded full or an un-registered one
No bullet, so full of shit
This clip is so full it'll 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 lot with a dude
Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the shit
Don't tell me the show business shit, I know what this is, bitch

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

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

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

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

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

I feel like, Tony Soprano, who do I now?
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
Bitch-ass nigga that's droppin' the
Get choked out and beat, put head in a vise-grip
And turn 'til you motherfuckers tell me the shit

So do I buy a whole block to myself
A front door with twelve
And have a bodyguard walk me out to my
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 up and knock like these cocksuckers are not
get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face?

And a disgrace Halie can't play with her toys
In the front without 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 where I live
So my address ends up on the Internet
So then, I do an with spin, tellin' them
That if someone comes to my crib, I'ma a gun in their ribs

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

Sometimes I feel loadin' this rifle
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