Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Approach Me

Man, I a lighter, man, right here
Yeah, whassup, What's crackin'?
Hit this shit, shit, I hit this motherfucker today
Is that right? What is it with motherfuckers that

Because we're in the spotlight or whatever
They can do or say whatever want to us
And that we won't
Protect my motherfuckin'
By any means, necessary,

'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 won't you
'Cause you don't know what I or I won't do

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

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

Millionaires snatchin' crumbs off my 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 my guts and can't stand me
(Yeah)
up, moved out, started a new family
So all this strugglin' for what so I can up
Marry a slut but can't watch my seed up?

Fuck that, this the fuckin' 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 wake up, drama
It's a I'm alive, survivin' this karma
If I can hold on to my private life for five longer
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 News to follow our up the avenue
And catch a of all the suicide attempts
And what we do in private since they let us put up a fence

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

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

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

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

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

Yo Em, it's 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 love, my niggaz, relax yourself
I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin' the
To my niggaz who never seen it, I mean it I holla
At the top of my lungs, my guns and my loved ones

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

I feel like, Soprano, who do I trust now?
Just hit me on my tele', nigga, soon as I 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 the soap
Get out and beat, put your head in a vise-grip
And turn til you motherfuckers me the right shit

So do I gotta buy a whole to myself
A front door twelve locks
And a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
And every time somebody makes a threat, run and tell

that, I protect myself with these twelve shots
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 or a glock shoved in their face?
And it's a disgrace, can't play with her toys
In the front without you drivin' by honkin' your horn
Screamin' shit, leanin' out your windows, beepin' 'n' shit

Or pullin' up in my like I won't leap in your whip
And so kids tell their friends and relatives where I live
So my address ends up on the Internet
So then, I do an interview with Spin, tellin'

That if comes to my crib
I'ma shove a gun in ribs
And reporters, blow it out of
"Oh, now he's pullin' on his fans
Just for to stand on his porch"

And I'm the bad guy
I don't answer my door "Hey, hi!
You wants some autographs?
Okay, form a line"

Sometimes I feel loadin' this rifle
And climbin' the roof at
And hidin' to snipe you

It's not that I like you
It's just that I'm not the mic
I'm a person who's like you