Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & iPhone

1]

Yo, I aint talk to you in a
You was biddin
Yeah, sentence
Yup, you got locked up when I did big
You got in the business and did it big, no pun
You was dope, and I hope you dont get offended
but you need to a hot record and stay consistent
I am, yo, listen, I slaughter my
I just aint on the radio cause I ass-kissin
Cass, you you sickening
I be talkin
Im just talking shit, but yo, when the last you talk to Swizz?
A time ago
What, you dont get along him?
Naw, its all
Well, you need to do a with him
I dont know whats wrong with him, but we dont speak
You got hot bars you just need to get some beats
Yall put plaques on the a couple times, but life goes on
Hold on, my other line up?

Ayo Cass, these niggas me mad
They think you off, you need to get in your bag
Im bout to spazz, these get on my nerves
Cause not showing you the respect that you deserve
Thats my word, you spittin the truth
Nothin but punch lines every time you get in the
You spit some hot on the track and its a wrap

You already know, but yo, hit you back

2]
Yo,
Ayo, whats pimp?
You was snappin pimp, but I dont know happened, pimp
Shit changed, you aint been the since the accident
Man, you said I was the
But now I aint that
You need to get back with and make platinum hits
You aint drop a album in a while, you the problem
Chill, yeah, Im a problem, but Im not a child
I aint to hate, but why you made that song Condom Style?
Too many got infected, you gotta protect it
And I could not neglect it, somebody gotta it
Its a positive
But I dont it was hot
you think its hot or not you, gotta respect it
You mad that Im not talking
I dropped a record and got an endorsement deal so Im not
You had more metaphors I got arrested
but Im glad you doing
on for a minute talk to me

Yo, I heard you the other time, Im on the other

3]
Yo bro
Yo Im still here, peep this, Im still in the street,
I need to hear street shit
Im spitting fire, Im getting of all this weak shit
Me too, but what you gon do about this shit?
He said he wanna niggas
but I took him up on his offer he started to reconsider
That cat lame, on song he rap the same
That cat changed, he got a and dont act the same
That nigga wildin cause he sold a couple thousand
But I sold triple what that nigga sold my album
He not sellin cause that nigga cant stop
He know he cant fuck with you, that nigga up to you
aint nothing new, I raised son
I was around when that clown couldnt even get his braids
Why he dropped that Im a Boss
Cause his say he a (BAUCE) and he just on his boss dick
I dont get mad, but I had enough
When he that song Amen that was blasphemous
He praise his heavenly father, the creator
But yo, I go, Imma holla at you later