Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Me

Seems like everybody, everybody,
forgotten about me
Will I ever, ever, be free?

Just when they it was safe
I picked up the phone and it a day
I bought a new car, caught a new case, it
The harder I walk, the ground shall

Stompin', the harder I march the will break
I am ground like an earthquake
Yeah, I run shit but I'll tackle it
You want me to it down, I'ma fracture it

My mind is wanderin', I can't it
But ten times outta ten, my on the money
Bandana around my like I know karate
And wax a nigga's ass like Mister Miyagi

And it ain't 'til the fat lady sang
And that bitch got a whole lot weight to gain
And me by my new name
(What is that?)
Featuring Li'l

It like everybody, everybody, everybody
forgotten about me
(My nigga, Li'l Wayne)
I ever, ever, ever, be free?
(Came here to with me tonight, shawty)

I am as as they come, as hard as they get
They go to talkin' off the wall I put a par in shit
I'm the original gangsta, I'll you how I do it
I take from the jump when they step to me with that bullshit

I am a fool bitch, a native H-Town from the side of Houston
You're tuned to the sounds of a nigga, who don't a fuck
'Cause one way or the other, I'm gon' still get
Play the game,

The truth is in the and I came tonight
And I done sold so many records, my name to life
'Cause I can breathe into the hood, it feel my pain
And though they try to change me, I remain the same

And even if I did have that plated grill on my shit
I come from out the motherfuckin'
Now, never forget, where I from, son
I'm respected in motherfuckin' streets I run, I'm Face

It seems like everybody, everybody,
forgotten about me
(My nigga)
Will I ever, ever, ever, be

It's Bun B, the nigga Mr. Swisher, and Mr.
Mr. Brick, Mr. Killer Nigga, Mr. 'Bows
Mr. Slab, Mr. Paint, nigga Mr. Dough
And Mr. Eighty Fo', hatin' hoe, we think yo' know
I hits the dough, motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo'

Light bulb flow, I glass shatter, blow
I'm the fo' sho, roll with it, bitch or [Incomprehensible]
I'm hot in this heat, a head shot'll keep perm burned
It's my turn, I earn stripes and dues, so

Don't be if I'm in a trap or own a new show
I don't try snitch, sneak or even back do'
Balla block, a short stop or down in fat, hoe
(What?)

I don't keep it a hundred, I keep it a
I'm hood, so I rep the hood direct from the housing
Mayne, I got it like Obama in a 'Fesco
Nuttin' than the best, hoe, nigga, let's go, it's you

It seems like everybody, everybody,
(Muthafuckin' G)
Everybody forgotten me
(K, fo' life)
I ever, ever, ever, be free?
(Long the pimp)