Luyện nghe bài hát It Must Be Me

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

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

See, I remember back in the days, my A.K.
Ridin' 'round in my with my lungs full of haze
That's I didn't give a fuck, now I got my sons
Shoot a nigga, he die, enemy number one

But ain't no action flick, no Johny Depp shit
the TEC spit hollow tips in your Lexus
So, don't with a Compton nigga
When he packin' a gat, 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 the four colorways?
Or the old sittin' on glaze?
What it be?

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

Gave up the dreams, bubble with the crack dreams
Turn hood zombies into an track team
Till I got got shot and infiltrated the rap
Had to clear my up, Doc. gave me the vaccine

Don't get it twisted, I still clack things
Red beam attached to each and every
That I keep up in my basement
If I shoot a will I be known
For Jason, I don't know

Still got a sick for shoot outs and car chases
Fuck Paccino 'cause we know niggas with scarred
And we go back like with small faces
And we crashin' Ferraris like y'all hate me

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

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

Black rose phantom interior shit
And I got kisses from a couple Brooklyn bitches
hoes, they never testify, Beefs to Common
But keep it hood like Weez and top Rommy

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

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

hot in here, nigga, it must be me
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Is it the shades? Is it the
Is it the with the four colorways?
Or the old sittin' on glaze, what could it be?

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

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