Luyện nghe bài hát Me

Me, I got my own
I'm the CEO, CFO, account manager, and

1]
Who the only one you (me)
CEO, so who I'm to? (me)
I got beef, man, who I run to? (me)
She live with you, but why she riding (me)?
Bags of kush, who my weed (me)
PTs, BTs, man, who my lean (me)
So jewelry, I got a million on (me)
down, these hoes keep kissing on (me)
Yellow diamonds, dripping, pissing, say I rap
In the kitchen whipping, the dishes, I'm my own assistance
I hit a lick so low cuffed on myself, then I me to Lenox
If you ain't getting no money me then what you doing with me?

Me, me, I think of me
Hoes say that I'm conceited it ain't a "we"
I book the club and do the show, chop up the bag me
I cop the dope, then front the dope, then me come shop me
On the TV watching me, in a Bentley to me
I'm my own stylist, I'm me; I'm my own goon, I'm shooting for me
I'm so turnt I'm jocking me, you on me and I'm hating on me
Watching you watching me, and she on you and she cheating on me
Me, me

2]
Mimi, Mimi, me, yeah the name Mimi, me
Fucking and sucking me, but I know the bitch game on me
And she put the on me, why you put the blame on me?
That's a on me, and her credit card on E, car on E
So, yeah, she put her on me
Put it on freeze is a mini
me, can you do it for me?
Shopping for you I'm shopping for me
Like I'm trapping for you but I'm for me
Boss of a nigga but for me
for you but she cuddle for me
Boss of my label, I'm for me
And where I be if it wasn't for me?
Tony Six wasn't for me
for you and she wasn't for me
Don't leave it to beaver, man, it to me
at me and I'm jam of the week
Riding through the with the top in the teeth
Gucci Gambino, who to me?
Baby Latino, she fine in some
bilingual, I'm talking to ti

3]
I got by the PT, but I'm serving me
And should name me De-me-trius cause all I think about is me
MTV, Me TV
HOV, but I'm just me
One deep in this damn RV
With a touchdown, I'm a front shit to me
Give it to me, it to me
You screaming, "Why did it to me?"
Your girlfriend and spitting on me
I guess baby girl to see me
Got a disease, smoking disease
Them hustlers ain't I'm happy to leave
Your and brother be coping for me
10 bales of the weed in family trees
Snitch of the force, say you got it me
go broke it won't happen to me
Don't got jumper but up the numbers
So much cash I another machine
Rappers are fake, a G
Who am I featuring? I'm me
Don't a real manager, managing me
Manage the and the we's and the lean

Who the only one you (me)
CEO, so who I'm to? (me)
I got beef, man, who I run to? (me)
She live you, but why she riding with (me)?
Bags of kush; who my weed (me)
Pts, BTs, man, who my man? (me)
So much jewelry, I got a on (me)
Versace down, hoes keep kissing on (me)