Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Em'

Let me gas this shit right
UHH!
1:]
40 Something, got it
double platinum I'm try'na go double profit
I'm in my own lane, independent shit
They back fuckin me, a hundred thousand shit
I'm a pyramid you a
I got that from my Shake Da Mayor
Mr. is back I cut my head
They wanna see me go pop but the won't let me take it there
As real as they come it's the on me
I feel organic no MSG
They diffy can't understand me tardy
They true they hella late they outta touch with the
They favorite rapper is weak to me they need to sleeping on me
Separately from the game I'm a whole 'nother
They don't did like they used to no mo, mane I'm alone
Brah I made steel these niggas made outta Styrofoam

This industry ass (FUCK EM!)
A&R's that that they rappers (FUCK EM!)
Set ass DJ's (FUCK EM!)
Closed-minded directors (FUCK EM!)
tough guys (FUCK EM!)
Managers steal and lie (FUCK EM!)
Janky ass (FUCK EM!)
If ain't rockin' with E-40 (FUCK EM!)
2:]
These funny ass acting rappers be killing me
But wouldn't be shit without radio, BET or MTV
Everybody wanna how I got famous how I became a celebrity
I did it independently didn't nobody signed me potna I me
What the fuck you think E-40 be saying is he really the game?
People love me I'm an icon it's more than just my slang
People bug me mane a python I squeeze on em mane
When you goin retire? when I expire (uhh)
You might not see me on the TV
But in the hit I'm still hot like the left handle
Mobster like Marlon Randolph keep it lid a candle
Or like Rambo who's mandatory I pull the torch (uhh)
I'm an heevan
Fuck Chico Police, they ban me for no reason
And oh yeah, just to let'chu suckers
I ain't rapping to fast y'all listening too slow

3:]
Uhh! They thought I was this but I was really
I making records before some of y'all was in y'all daddy's nut sack
then ever
Matta I think I'm better than I was hella years ago selling tapes out the liquor sto'
How many years was bro? I don't know
24 couple of the vaca's or so, the late eighties about my doe
Did you pitch that Man I plead the fif
How you get rich than tho? Bitch by this...
Dedication of work, sweat and tears, this ain't luck
This one of the longest runs in any rap career what
I got my name drink and hella beers to the gut
Standing in front of my home nicknamed by Jones (BITCH)
I been selling my own with my phone me and my own money
Just me and my family I don't know
But my and my folks and my real homies
That be ready to scrap if somebody say sumthing bad me