Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Em'

Let me gas this shit right
UHH!
1:]
40 Something, got it
Fuck double 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 you a square
I got that from my Shake Da Mayor
Mr. Flamboyant is back I cut my
They wanna see me go pop but the streets won't let me take it
As real as they it's the shortish on me
I they organic no MSG
They diffy can't me they tardy
They true they hella late outta touch with the streets
They favorite rapper is to me they need to stop sleeping on me
Separately from the game I'm a whole 'nother
They don't did them like they to no mo, mane I'm alone
Brah I made outta these niggas made outta Styrofoam

This ass niggas (FUCK EM!)
A&R's that that they rappers (FUCK EM!)
Set ass DJ's (FUCK EM!)
Closed-minded program (FUCK EM!)
tough guys (FUCK EM!)
Managers steal and lie (FUCK EM!)
Janky ass (FUCK EM!)
If they ain't rockin' with (FUCK EM!)
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These funny ass commercialize rappers be killing me
But they wouldn't be shit radio, BET or MTV
wanna know how I got famous how I became a celebrity
I did it independently nobody signed me potna I signed me
What the you think E-40 be saying 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 I squeeze on em mane
When you retire? Probably 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 like a
Or sumthing like Rambo who's I pull the torch (uhh)
I'm an intelligent
Chico State Police, they ban me for no reason
And oh yeah, just to suckers know
I ain't to fast y'all just listening too slow

3:]
Uhh! They I was this but I was really that
I been making records before of y'all was in y'all daddy's nut sack
Water ever
Matta fact I think I'm better I was hella years ago selling tapes out the liquor sto'
How many years was bro? I don't know
Prolly 24 of the vaca's or so, the late eighties about my doe
Did you pitch blow? Man I plead the fif
How you get rich than tho? Bitch by this...
Dedication of hard work, and tears, this ain't luck
This one of the longest in any rap career nigga what
I got my name from drink and hella to the gut
Standing in front of my home nicknamed by Derek (BITCH)
I been selling my own with my phone me and my own money
Just me and my I don't know nobody
But my fans and my folks and my homies
That be ready to if somebody say sumthing bad about me