Luyện nghe bài hát Famous (Remix)

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

Man I can how it might be
Kinda to love a girl like me
I don't blame you for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to

told me let the beat rock

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

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

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

How you feeling now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Let me see your middle in the air
Let me see you act up in this
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, way too late, it's way too late you can't fuck with us
To the left, to the
I wanna see everybody in the air like this

I wanted you to know
I've loved you than your own kin did
From the start
I blame you much for wanting to be free
I wanted you to know