Luyện nghe bài hát It Must Be Me

Wake up in the mornin', oh,
Had to the 9, niggas tryin' to steal my bitch
Run out the door, see them niggas hit the fence
I'm tellin' you, life Compton, it's a bitch

Let off a couple shots, goddamn, I
Sayin' it anyway, let off the whole clip
I'm not to be fucked when I'm off liquor
Old English in my system 'bout to kill me a

See, I remember in the days, loadin' my A.K.
Ridin' 'round in my Impala with my full of haze
when I didn't give a fuck, now I got my sons
Shoot a nigga, he die, public enemy one

But this ain't no flick, no Johny Depp shit
When the TEC spit hollow tips in your
So, don't fuck with a nigga
he packin' a gat, yeah nigga, I stay strapped

Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Is it the Is it the J's?
Is it the Bentley with the colorways?
Or the old school on glaze?
could it be?

It's 2 in the afternoon, I'm 'bout to roll a swisher
'Cause what real niggas do when they at home
E.S.P.N. on a 70 inch flatscreen
K.G.'s Jersey blowin' chronic that green

Gave up the hoop dreams, bubble with the dreams
hood zombies into an Olympic track team
Till I got got shot and the rap scene
Had to clear my life up, Doc. gave me the

Don't get it twisted, I click clack things
Red beam attached to each and every
I keep locked up in my basement
If I shoot a nigga will I be
For gettin' Jason, I know

Still got a sick phase for shoot outs and car
Fuck Paccino 'cause we know with scarred faces
And we go back like D-boys with faces
And we crashin' them Ferraris y'all hate me

Pharrell I it's
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
hot in here, nigga, it must be me
Is it the shades? Is it the
Is it the Bentley with the four
Or the old school on glaze, what could it be?

(You they ass is full)
Niggas can't fuck with me, will
I guess I am a fuckin' legend, Will Smith
All I'm missin' is a bitch like Jaya, Bonnie and Clyde
Hit the fence like later, Syonara or we the dirt

Black rose interior hurt shit
And I got some kisses from a couple bitches
Them hoes, they testify, Beefs to Common
But Game keep it hood Weez and top Rommy

Never stop for the top
If it a flesh wound if Feralla headshot
Motha fucka and when he take aim, into your frame
My boss and allowed to when trigga swallow your

Can't walk through the and take a piss
Without these new rap niggas on my dick
Why you fuck around with you and all your wrist?
I pull up with your bitch gangsta shit, now you know

hot in here, nigga, it must be me
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Is it the Is it the J's?
Is it the Bentley with the four
Or the old school on glaze, what could it be?

Do you thing shawty, do your thing
Do you thing shawty, err'body now
Do you thing shawty, do your thing
Do you thing shawty, err'body now

Go, go, go, go, go, go, lookin' now
Go, go, go, go, go, go, err'body now