Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Approach Me

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

Because in the spotlight or whatever that
They can do or say they want to us
And that we retaliate
Protect my motherfuckin'
By any means, necessary,

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

no mistake, I'm the Golden State heavyweight
Bein' underrated gave me time to it
Can you I renovate, straight out the gate
Carried my but seem to receive nothin' but hate

Millionaires snatchin' off my little 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 well kick it at

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

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

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

Without these in our faces like 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 won't let us put up a

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

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

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

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

no love, lost my niggaz, relax yourself
I'm about to snatch it all and spreadin' the wealth
To my niggaz who never seen it, I it when I holla
At the top of my lungs, about my guns and my loved

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

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

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

So do I gotta buy a whole block to
A door with twelve locks
And have a bodyguard me out to my mailbox
And time 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, for someone to come 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, can't play with her toys
In the front yard without you drivin' by your horn
some shit, leanin' 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 ends up on the Internet
So then, I do an with 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 pullin' on his fans
Just for tryin' to on his porch"

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

I feel like loadin' this rifle
And the roof at night
And outside to snipe you

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