Luyện nghe bài hát Get Out My Way

Even though mad niggas hate it, I remain the most
Those a nigga made it, blast your nickel-plateds
And salute the realness 'cause mad fake it
When I hit the floor, I conceal bricks so raw
I got the sickest six-four you ever seen, I saw and
When it's on and poppin' my are barkin' to eat food

My enemies feel heat like Purico, some suggest they're equal
I'm like a Desert Eagle, I measure kilos
Physically I'm to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal
The crowned Prince, my shit, you don't fuck around with
I move pies and loud shit, I'm in the tunnel with the crowd
Nigga fuck V.I.P, where Brooklyn go crazy when you B.I.G

And Queens feel it when you pump that Deep
That Jay-Z and Nas beef involve me, I'm sorry
Legal hustle, Infamous affiliated, last to test me, I humiliated
And for your information the jewels ain't rented from
When I move, I leave a in the pavement, my name ring in jail
And not for givin' no statement, that type of foulness consider it

O.T., give me a brick and see I'm gifted as
I'm the realness, you spittin' that fake shit, a bitch
take her on an expensive vacation, if it's on I'm the Reaper
With the glistenin' bracelet, sleepers awakened, screamin'
They Satan, word to Christ, I need paper, keep the fake love
A fake couldn't sell a rock on the block I was raised on

Get out my way, gimme mine or take what's yours
Make love war, up doors
Get out my way, you industry, we in the
the heat pickin' weight up raw

Get out my way, stop screamin', set you rep
If you don't around the way no more
Get out my way, who want Say no more
Matter of fact, that chain off dog

I gave niggas time to front, I'm a beast on the street
crushed white, you can't be me, close your eyes, you can't see me
I'm the phantom in your conscience, the shadow in the
when I write, I'm heartless, I'm iller than you, realer than you
Still with killers than you, it's mandatory, I'm self explanatory
Don't front on me, you didn't have cash me

I'm the essence, you don't gotta like it, it like the ice
On my and the fact I'm supplyin' connections if you rhyme ill
I'm the sickness caused it, you thought you'd assume my position
I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' money causin blind with the Twenties
Y'all niggas is like Martin Lawrence, we out before the Narcs
Get on us, my life wasn't written, yours was, you a lie

I'm dealin' pies, all feelings aside, my enemies kneel when I rise
The realness in my eyes, from blood, and tears, I cried
I got friends who died they got to see me shine
How dare you compare your weak CD to
Or think you see me with rhymes easily
I'm nicer than you and all your peoples combined,

Get out my way, gimme or I'ma take what's yours
Make love war, spray up
Get out my way, you industry, we in the
With the heat weight up raw

Get out my way, stop screamin', set you rep
If you come around the way no more
Get out my way, who want Say no more
Matter of fact, take chain off dog