Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Approach Me

Pssh, man I a lighter man
here
Yeah, whassup
What's

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

Because we're in the spotlight or whatever
They can do or say whatever they want to us and that we 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 insult you
'Cause you don't know what I will or I do

'Cause you don't know me, I know 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

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

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

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

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

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

Without these cameras in our faces animals
For your Channel 2 action news to follow our up the avenue
And catch a glimpse of all the attempts
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 or an un-registered one
No bullet, you're so of shit
This clip is so 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 parkin' lot with a dude
Over Kim and she just both of her wrists over the shit
Don't tell me 'bout the show business shit, I know what is, bitch

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

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

Yo Em, time to get serious with it
(Yeah)
Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the
This is brain on drugs, Xzibit brain on thugs
no neighborhood that's big enough to bang on us

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

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

I feel like, Soprano, who do I trust now?
Just hit me on my tele' nigga soon as I down
lines to split spines just to get mine
Big behind bitches gettin' dick to shine

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

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

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

And a disgrace Halie can't play with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your
Screamin' some shit, out your windows, beepin' 'n' shit
Or pullin' up in my drive like I won't in your whip

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

And reporters, blow it out of
Oh, now he's guns on his fans
for tryin to stand on his porch
And I'm the bad guy, 'cause I answer my door like, "Hey hi
You guys wants some autographs? Okay, a straight line"

I feel like loadin' this rifle
And the roof at night and hidin' outside to snipe you
It's not that I like you it's just that I'm not behind the mic
I'm a who's just like you