Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & iPhone

1]

Yo, I aint to you in a miunte
You was biddin
Yeah, 10-year
Yup, you got locked up I did big business
You got in the business and did it big, no pun
You always was dope, and I hope you dont get
but you need to drop a hot record and consistent
I am, yo, listen, I my competition
I aint on the radio cause I aint ass-kissin
Cass, you know you
I be slick
Im just shit, but yo, when the last time you talk to Swizz?
A time ago
What, you get along with him?
Naw, its all
Well, you need to do a song him
I dont know whats wrong with him, but we dont never
You got hot bars you need to get some better beats
Yall put plaques on the a couple times, but life goes on
on, my other line whats up?

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

You already know, but yo, Imma hit you

2]
Yo,
Ayo, whats pimp?
You was pimp, but I dont know what happened, pimp
Shit changed, you aint been the since the accident
Man, you I was the best
But now I that convinced
You to get back with Swizz and make platinum hits
You aint a album in a while, you the problem child
Chill, yeah, Im a problem, but Im not a child
I aint tryin to hate, but why you made that song Condom
Too many people got infected, you gotta it
And I could not it, somebody gotta address it
Its a positive
But I think it was hot
Whether you think its hot or not you, gotta it
You mad Im not talking reckless?
I dropped a record and got an deal so Im not affected
You had more before I got arrested
but Im glad you doing
Hold on for a talk to me

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

3]
Yo bro
Yo Im still here, this, Im still in the street, shit
I need to hear some street
Im spitting fire, Im getting tired of all weak shit
Me too, but what you gon do about this Meek
He said he battle niggas
but when I took him up on his he started to reconsider
That cat lame, on song he rap the same
cat changed, he got a deal and dont act the same
That nigga wildin cause he sold a couple hundred
But I sold triple what that sold my first album
He not sellin cause that nigga cant yellin
He he cant fuck with you, that nigga look up to you
That aint new, I raised son
I was around that clown couldnt even get his braids done
Why he dropped that Im a Boss
Cause his boss say he a (BAUCE) and he on his boss dick
I usually dont get mad, but I had
When he dropped that song that was blasphemous
He praise his heavenly father, the creator
But yo, I go, Imma holla at you later