Luyện nghe bài hát Famous (Remix)

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

Man I can understand how it be
Kinda hard to love a like me
I don't blame you much for to be free
I just wanted you to

Swizz told me let the rock

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

I wanted you to know
I loved you than 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 arrogance is been known to fill the room
Boom, little nigga who are
Roc-A-Fella Records on record to a crew
in my palms a don like the Maloofs
Only one with beat taste from on my momma stew
For the ye I've been to be Karmaloop
Malcom X in his head say my name and here come to
Hands out my pocket I cock it and let it
And Dame was spilling on a nigga boots
Martin Luther King's real was a dream
Farrakhan's farm was one I once seen
The final call dogs on your deen
Agent Provocateur stay on my queen
Mind your business the killers can
I'm naked in the GQ magazine
looking like its Wrestlemania
I'm The Rock setting fires to the
it down then I'm off to anther beat
Might get engaged to a freak just for a weeks
I can't afford
If you not a playboy that's something I endorse
Win, lose, or draw living like he Biggie Smalls
its tax season I was born to be a boss
See that face froze
Brown lockjaw, Whitney Houston in the ghost
Coogie and Cartier causalities of the
Your bitch MCM she even tagging my

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

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

I just you to know
I've loved you better than own kin did
From the very
I don't blame you for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to