Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Not You

No, no, no, I told you, I live shit
I ain't up here, rappin' and tappin'
and skittin' and shit, naw, not me
I'm not you, I'm not you rapper, I'm not you,

I keep that ziploc at the stitches, culinary chemist
I serve the malicious to break the fiends
One you the sniffles, the other leave you with the itches
Transport, with the vaseline

So I can my dreams of passion as green
More cash then ya within Ashton it's green
Me drivin' up fast with the lean, zonin'
Keep youngin's in them Camry's

Door panels full of shit and I ain't full of
Reckless ass, God forbid they don't
From the panel to the dash, it's pounds of slab
Naw, we don't believe in air bags

turn tricks like them Ringling brother skits
Whether hop out or the glock pop out
Ya know, I'm about
Blow to ya 'til the snot drop out

said birds fly south for the winters, a damn lie
Got 'em right here and if I like you the grams high
Take it or leave it, as a fiend, taste it, they need it
They could smoke it right in front of you to you believe it

Prolly think, I won't you the way I smile
But I'ma take a shots, A I style
Jada, the name is but so what
The motherfuckin' is filthy

You know, what? My mom and my pops really did a job
But it was the Montega and the the built me
So I could never hate on brother
God is great, the devil is a

When you broke but they think you got
Crackers start showin' you love, ya own act funny
I tear niggas heads off, I discriminate
Waves, cornrows or dreads, I eliminate

I'm far from a noodle, nigga, I up block reps
And quiet streets into hot sex
Nigga, funny you say you a killa, how?
is it the return of the killer clown?
You put no fear in my heart

I ya people say, 'wow', that didn't look like my man
flipped upside down, the coroner did what he can
He got hit wit ten rounds at pointblank and
Coldchian left that nigga

Half and face I got the wrinkling, slugs all in it
I had my eyes on his mink and I didn't 'em
A chance to blink when I up on 'em
the forty up on him shocked 'em
Made his head stand on end and a baby I rocked 'em

The Coffin, the cradle, you can't bite the hand that you
the beginning of the end and you a thug that pretends
Carl Coldchain, the nigga, I got a great vision I see through men
And squeeze wit' bullets that go through men

Fuck wit S P, that's ya with death
Got bullets grape ya chest, no sleep like I hate the rest
I'm in the hood like it's my to rep
I hold it down any place I step and I gettin' slept on
'Cause I'm than dope fresh outta Africa that never been stepped on

Dog, I'ma clap at you the minute you rep wrong
Holiday, the ghost the reason why ya set gone
Why I riffin', the war you wouldn't understand
'Cause my God is than yours

If the world spin in a circle, I want 'em to move backwards
niggas the first minute they jerk you
What you keep the for creepin' through the hood
And shit really good but I'm deeper than the ocean floor
Higher a plane and meaner than a baller
Want ya insides out so I mean it when I

Rappers is talking to me as if, on
We in the boat, I tell them quick, no, I move Coke
And you and I don't no common bond
So forgive me if I don't receive you open arms, no

It shames me to no end to poison
To those who could very be my kin
But where there's demand, someone supply
So I feed them their needs at the same cry

Yes, it me to see them need this
All of lost souls and I'm their Jesus
Deepest regret and to the street
I see them pay for they fix they kids couldn't eat, so sorry

And with this in mind, I still quit
And that's how I that I ain't shit, I ain't shit
My bleed but that's aside from the fact
I live my kids and their's and them youngin's after that