Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Approach Me

Man, I need a lighter, man, right
Yeah, whassup, Slim? What's
Hit shit, shit, I almost hit this motherfucker today
Is that right? What is it motherfuckers thinkin' that

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

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

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

Millionaires snatchin' crumbs off my son plate
Kidnapped, locked in a trunk, get shot in the
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 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 feel like my whole life is down
(Upside down)
'Cause you more support than I'm seein' my child

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't no love, lost my niggaz, yourself
I'm about to snatch it all and start spreadin' the
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 your enamel
Changin' your channel, you played a fuckin' piano
Ridin' slow through Cali I'm ridin' a camel
motherfuckers with their brains in their flannels

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

Sniff lines of coke that's the shit that make you dope
Bitch-ass that's droppin' the soap
Get choked out and beat, put head in a vise-grip
And til you motherfuckers tell me the right shit

So do I gotta buy a block to myself
A front door with twelve
And have a bodyguard walk me out to my
And every somebody makes 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, waitin' for someone to to my place
Tryin' to walk up and knock like these are not

Gonna get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their
And it's a disgrace, Hailey can't with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' your
Screamin' shit, leanin' out your windows, beepin' 'n' shit

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

That if someone 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
I answer my door like "Hey, hi!
You guys some autographs?
Okay, form a line"

Sometimes I like loadin' this rifle
And climbin' the at night
And hidin' to snipe you

not that I don't like you
It's that I'm not behind the mic
I'm a person who's like you