Luyện nghe bài hát Famous (Remix)

Yeah yeah, what up? This boy Uncle Murda
Shout out to all the ladies that take care of kids
all you bum bitches, wow

Man I can understand how it be
Kinda hard to a girl like me
I don't you much for wanting to be free
I just you to know

Swizz told me let the rock

For all my Southside niggas that me best
I feel like me and Taylor might have sex
Why? I made that famous (God damn)
I made that bitch
For all the that got dick from Kanye West
If you see 'em in the streets give 'em Kanye's
Why? They mad they ain't (God damn)
mad they're still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the tryna try his best
But he just seem to get Kanye fresh
But we hood famous (God damn)
we still hood famous

I just you to know
I loved you better your own kin did
From the start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be
(Maybach Music)
I just wanted you to

The furnace, fires, fortunes, and the
The aura arrogance is been known to the room
Boom, little nigga who are
Roc-A-Fella Records on to kill a crew
Vegas in my a don like the Maloofs
Only one with beat taste from Kanye on my momma
For the ye I've been to be Karmaloop
Malcom X in his head say my name and here to troops
Hands out my I cock it and let it loose
And Dame was spilling Armadale on a nigga
Martin Luther King's real was a dream
farm was one that I once seen
The final call dogs stay on your
Fragrances Agent Provocateur on my queen
Mind your business the can intervene
I'm half naked in the GQ
Tours like its Wrestlemania
I'm The setting fires to the stadium
Burn it down I'm off to anther beat
get engaged to a freak just for a couple weeks
Something I can't
If you not a playboy that's something I endorse
Win, lose, or draw William living he Biggie Smalls
Balling its tax I was born to be a boss
See your face froze
Bobby Brown lockjaw, Whitney in the ghost
Coogie and Cartier of the fame
Your bitch MCM she even tagging my

How you feeling right now? Let me see your in the air
Let me see your finger in the air
Let me see you act up in motherfucker
How you feelin', how you feelin, how you feelin' in this fucker, god damn

One thing you can't do is us now
You stop the thing now
Man it's way too late, it's way too late, it's way too late you fuck with us
To the left, to the
I see everybody hands in the air like this

I just you to know
loved you better than your own kin did
From the start
I don't blame you much for to be free
I wanted you to know