Luyện nghe bài hát Foolin'

Who you foolin', only
Who you foolin', foolin'

Yo, I stay cousin to this, introducing Mr. Banner
Scannin' proper my sight muscle
rap shit, is just my night hustle
My J-O's to stay fearin' of my

what may, meet me at the front door
To see the got a nigga knockin' shit off his desk
'Cause of the stress I words make cats bruise they neck tissue
Stay to the issues

Cut your tag too close, these verses tight, virtuals
Sort of like we supposed to, raps you run
Stay dumb black folks some possies
Mostly fakin' it, to it

I play low-key 'til it's time for you to me
Stir my lime light, drink it down slowly
Holy shit, now look I get
A whole string of party people run in my mix

In my world they fit like melanin in a tit
Jam tight, they ain't my fam alright? They my people
Them niggaz screamin' fam 'til they measure equal
vote, without leavin' a note, and that was all she wrote

Arranged my slang's obtuse
But some distort, tellin' stories like
My true fam's is David J back since with Vince
We'll draw on three, that body for the tracin'

high, like them drugs you be lacin'
Coulda next to me, at the top of the key
But you had to play gutter, want to climb
Now you find talked about in my rhyme

you fools claim corners, we gon' claim theories
Y'all some niggaz, we the World Series been here
Just pleadin' the same case ever since we spaced "3 Feet"
Pinchin' your ears, for years

But you still at the mezzanine and
We at the penthouse level with the old rugs
Same old tubs, same old and same faults
Same and the same old train of thought

My guess you need to West, who you foolin'
Thought we'd fall for phonyness you're, only foolin'
Yourself, thought you were down, it takes more a smile
And a couple of pounds to be

Man you bound to get tail caught, who you foolin'
yourself thin see you're, only foolin'
Yourself, all you need is the wealth
You need to peep whole circle out

Yo, Jam Master Jay been rockin' without a band
And that sister K.D. Lang been without a man
We our ultimate plan to birth
Put in work for this game, it's not a to me

been furnished the props
Now we out to furnish we own, that's right
Cats might know we ain't home, my throne's threatened by
Try to do dirt, Tony Randall, have that ass cleaned

Unveiled I see your exhibition, y'all to cover that
Fatherless styles, really need to mother that
expose, different page
But you see me in it it's the same old Dave

Y'all silly, you're a civili', I'm a soldier
Troopin' in path til the death won us over
So if is a party begin, to understand
like the DJ, we stayin to the end

How you you gon' get away? Who you foolin'
Changin' faces on the you're, only foolin'
Yourself, big top status, paintin your
Who you think you gonna fool, huh?

We watch, what we got so, who you
Around on my premises you're, only
You, thinkin' you can break in too
My place, and not to face, our position

Who you foolin', only