Luyện nghe bài hát Foolin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 body for the

Ultimate high, like them drugs you be
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

you fools claim corners, we gon' claim theories
Y'all some stickball niggaz, we the Series been here
Just pleadin' the same case since we spaced about "3 Feet"
your ears, inchin' 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 same
Same crew and the same old 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 of pounds to be crew

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

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

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

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

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

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

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