Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Approach Me

Pssh, man I need a man
Right
Yeah, whassup
crackin'?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Without these cameras in our like animals
For Channel 2 action news to follow our ambulance up the avenue
And catch a glimpse of all the suicide
And what we do in private they won't 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 full of
This is so full it'll spit if I don't pull it

And don't give me no I'm not in the mood
I just got in a feud in some parkin' lot with a
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 know me, I know you
So don't approach me, I won't you
And don't insult me, I won't you
'Cause you don't know what I or I won't do

'Cause you don't know me, I know you
So don't approach me, I approach you
And don't insult me, I won't you
'Cause you don't know 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 needin' fifth
motherfuckers up like they pleadin' the 5th

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And so these kids tell their 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 shove a gun in ribs

And reporters, blow it out of
Oh, now he's guns on his fans
Just for 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"

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