Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Approach Me

Man, I need a lighter, man, right
Yeah, whassup, Slim? crackin'?
Hit this shit, shit, I 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 they to us
And 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 me, I won't insult you
'Cause you don't what I will or I won't do

'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 what I will or I won't do

Make no mistake, I'm the Golden State
Bein' underrated gave me 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 little son
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 hate my guts and stand me
(Yeah)
Packed up, moved out, a new family
So all this strugglin' for so I can blow up
Marry a slut but can't watch my seed up?

that, this the fuckin' thanks I get
For tryin' to edutain and feed my bitch
Yo, I feel like my whole life is down
(Upside down)
'Cause you seein' more support 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 life for minutes longer
I might get my to let go of this knife and just calm her

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

And you wonder why I carry every gun the sun
Whether it's unloaded full or an one
No bullet, so full of shit
This is so full it'll spit 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 parkin' lot a dude
Over Kim and she just slit both of her wrists over the
Don't me bout the show business shit
I know what this is,

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

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

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

Yo Em, it's time to get serious it
(Yeah)
Time for everybody to feel it, 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, my niggaz, relax yourself
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 ones

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

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

Sniff lines of coke that's the shit that make you dope
nigga that's droppin' the soap
Get choked out and beat, put your head in a
And turn til you tell me the right shit

So do I gotta buy a whole block to
A front with twelve locks
And a bodyguard walk me out to my mailbox
And every somebody makes a threat, run and tell cops?

Fuck that, I protect 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

get a shotgun or a glock shoved in their face?
And it's a disgrace, Hailey play with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by honkin' horn
Screamin' some shit, leanin' out your windows, '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 again
So then, I do an interview with Spin, tellin'

That if someone comes to my
I'ma a gun in their 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
I don't answer my like "Hey, hi!
You guys wants autographs?
Okay, form a line"

Sometimes I feel loadin' this rifle
And climbin' the at night
And hidin' outside to you

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