Luyện nghe bài hát Foolin'

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

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

Whether what may, meet me at the front
To see the pressure got a nigga shit 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 verses tight,
Sort of we supposed to, pantyhose raps you run
Stay dumb like black folks some
fakin' it, to make it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We've furnished the props
Now we out to furnish 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 exhibition, y'all need to cover that
Fatherless styles, y'all really need to mother
Same expose, different
But you see me in it it's the same 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
like the DJ, we stayin to the end

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

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

Who you foolin', foolin'