Luyện nghe bài hát Forgot About Me

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

Just when they thought it was
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 ground will
I am ground breakin' like an
Yeah, I run shit but I'll tackle it
You want me to break it down, fracture it

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

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

It seems like everybody, everybody,
Everybody about me
(My nigga, Li'l Wayne)
Will I ever, ever, ever, be
(Came here to with me tonight, shawty)

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

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

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

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

It like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody about me
(My nigga)
I ever, ever, ever, be free?

It's Bun B, the Mr. Swisher, and Mr. Flows
Mr. Brick, Mr. Killer Grams Nigga, Mr.
Mr. Slab, Mr. Candy Paint, Mr. Dough
And Mr. Fo', hatin' hoe, we think yo' sister know
When I hits the dough, drop and kiss the flo'

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

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

I keep it a hundred, I keep it a thousand
I'm hood, so I rep the direct from the public housing
Mayne, I got it like Obama in a 'Fesco
Nuttin' than the best, hoe, nigga, let's go, it's you

It seems everybody, everybody, everybody
(Muthafuckin' G)
forgotten about me
(K, fo' life)
Will I ever, ever, ever, be
(Long the pimp)