Luyện nghe bài hát Heard Of Me

Not a typical bruh
Boy I I'm finna go all the way in on this one
One thang me homeboy I don't play no muthafuckin' games
You better me playa, yeah

May see me on the cover of a magazine
'Cause I willin' to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me 'cause they can't me
I'm who these hataz to the third degree

They say I'm too gutta for TV
I'm who these folks don't want they kids to see
But I'm the new owner of these streets
Go by the name of Plies, you heard of me?

Kept it muthafuckin' gutta day one
Right now homie the where I run
How am I this hot, no I ain't won?
'Cause I ain't a industry alright son

But you pay me for what I've done
ya industry relationships 'cause I don't want none
Don't want the fame of shit you can have hun'
Shoulda a took the money and just run

That's how a nigga play it where I'm from
Stay and get the whole thang and sum
I done gold, what's next platinum?
Done sold over a million records, that som'?

May never see me on the cover of a
'Cause I ain't to kiss ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me 'cause they fuck me
I'm who these hate to the third degree

They say I'm too homie for TV
I'm who these white folks don't they kids to see
But I'm the new of these fuckin' streets
Go by the of Plies, have you heard of me?

since me everybody body claiming real
Most you niggas pussy that's how I
To be the rapper you gotta tell lies
So I couldn't be 'cause I don't fantasize

How you cookin' dope you wearin' 'n' ties
This a joke choosin' ain't publicized
I don't go to your parties you don't fuck wit Plies
To all my I apologize

They want me to cross over, fuck side
I'm a real nigga out of Ft. Myers
I got principles that's what I live by
Ain't had rap feature and I'm alive

Not one my third album, is you
Worth my investment ask, ask Records
Do I let shit slide, number's 1.5

May never see me on the of a magazine
'Cause I ain't willin' to ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me they can't fuck me
I'm who these hataz hate to the degree

They say I'm too gutta for TV
I'm who these white folks don't they kids to see
But I'm the new owner of these fuckin'
Go by the of Plies, have you heard of me?

Corporate scared of me I ain't safe
They don't know the fuck what I might say
Them the type of that they play
I don't wear tight and I don't rock shades

I'm a setter, I go my own way
How many artists on that the streets praise?
You can stop countin' was easy
Ever a nigga that say fuck me?

Nigga either a or he wannabe
Just want me to kill em on G.P
They say I ain't lyrical, I'm sorry B
Dropped out of ain't earned my degree

But at my bank love me
His favorite rapper hot he mad at me
I can make 'em hot for a fee
The streets don't em I'm sorry

May see me on the cover of a magazine
'Cause I ain't willin' to ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me 'cause they fuck me
I'm who these hate to the third degree

say I'm too gutta homie for TV
I'm who these folks don't want they kids to see
But I'm the new owner of these streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you of me?