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 understand me playa,

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

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

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

But you will pay me for what done
Keep ya industry relationships 'cause I don't want
Don't the fame of this shit you can have hun'
Shoulda just a took the and just run

That's how a real nigga play it where I'm
and get the whole thang and then sum
I done sold gold, next platinum?
Done sold over a records, ain't that som'?

May never see me on the of a magazine
'Cause I ain't willin' to ass to be seen
Corporate mad at me 'cause can't fuck me
I'm who these hataz hate to the 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 owner of these streets
Go by the of Plies, have you heard of me?

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

How you dope you wearin' suites 'n' ties
industry a joke choosin' ain't publicized
Since I don't go to your parties you fuck wit Plies
To all my fans I

want me to cross over, fuck that side
I'm just a nigga out of Ft. Myers
I got principles that's what I live by
had rap feature and I'm still alive

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

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

They say I'm too 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, you heard of me?

Corporate scared of me I ain't safe
They don't what the fuck what I might say
Them the type of games that 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 radio the streets praise?
You can stop countin' question was
Ever heard a nigga that say me?

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

But at my bank love me
His favorite ain't hot he mad at me
I can 'em hot for a small fee
The streets want em I'm sorry

May see me on the cover of a magazine
'Cause I ain't willin' to kiss ass to be
Corporate mad at me 'cause they fuck me
I'm who these hataz to the third 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 streets
Go by the name of Plies, have you of me?