Luyện nghe bài hát Famous (Remix)

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

Man I can understand how it be
Kinda hard to love a like me
I blame you much for wanting to be free
I just you to know

Swizz told me let the beat

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

I just wanted you to
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 you to know

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

How you feeling right Let me see your lighters 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 do is stop us now
You can't stop the 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 hands in the air like this

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