Luyện nghe bài hát Foolin'

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

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

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

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

I play 'til it's time for you to know me
Stir my lime with light, drink it down
Holy shit, now look I get
A string of party people wanna 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 screamin' fam 'til they rank measure equal
vote, without leavin' a note, and that was all she wrote

Arranged my slang's obtuse
But some distort, tellin' like Mother-the-Goose
My true fam's is J back since with Vince Mason
We'll draw on three, leave that body for the

Ultimate high, like drugs you be lacin'
Coulda next to me, at the top of the key
But you had to gutter, didn't want to climb
Now you find yourself about in my rhyme

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

But you still stuck at the and
We at the level with the same old rugs
Same old tubs, same old tables and same
Same crew and the old train of thought

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

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

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

We've been the props
Now we out to furnish properties we own, that's
Cats know we ain't home, my throne's threatened by fiends
Try to do dirt, play Tony Randall, have that ass

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

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

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

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

Who you foolin', only