Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Em'

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

This ass niggas (FUCK EM!)
A&R's think that they rappers (FUCK EM!)
Set ass DJ's (FUCK EM!)
program directors (FUCK EM!)
Internet tough (FUCK EM!)
Managers steal and lie (FUCK EM!)
ass promoters (FUCK EM!)
If they rockin' with E-40 (FUCK EM!)
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These funny ass acting rappers be killing me
But they wouldn't be without radio, BET or MTV
wanna know 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 is he really from the game?
People love me mane I'm an icon it's than just my slang
People bug me mane like a python I squeeze on em
When you goin Probably when I expire (uhh)
You not see me on the TV channel
But in the hit I'm still hot like the left handle
Mobster like Marlon Randolph it lid like a candle
Or like Rambo who's mandatory I pull the torch (uhh)
I'm an intelligent
Fuck Chico Police, they ban me for no reason
And oh yeah, to let'chu suckers know
I rapping to fast y'all just listening too slow

3:]
Uhh! They thought I was this but I was that
I making records before some of y'all was in y'all daddy's nut sack
Water then
Matta fact I think I'm better than I was hella years ago selling out the liquor sto'
How many years was that bro? I don't
Prolly 24 couple of the vaca's or so, the late eighties my doe
Did you that blow? 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 from drink and beers to the gut
Standing in front of my home by Derek Jones (BITCH)
I been selling my own with my cell phone me and my own
Just me and my family I don't know
But my fans and my folks and my real
That be to scrap if somebody say sumthing bad about me