Luyện nghe bài hát Foolin'

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

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

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

Cut your tag too close, display these tight, virtuals
Sort of like we supposed to, pantyhose you run
Stay dumb like black folks some
fakin' it, to make it

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

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

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

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

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

But you stuck at the mezzanine and
We at the penthouse with the same old rugs
Same old tubs, same old tables and faults
Same crew and the same old of thought

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all silly, you're 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'
Changin' faces on the regular you're, foolin'
Yourself, big top status, your face
Who you think you really fool, huh?

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

Who you foolin', only