Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & iPhone

1]

Yo, I aint to you in a miunte
You was upstate
Yeah, sentence
Yup, you got up when I did big business
You got in the and did it big, no pun intended
You always was dope, and I you dont get offended
but you to drop a hot record and stay consistent
I am, yo, listen, I my competition
I aint on the radio cause I aint ass-kissin
Cass, you you sickening
I be talkin
Im just talking shit, but yo, the last time you talk to Swizz?
A time ago
What, you dont get along with
Naw, its all
Well, you need to do a with him
I dont know wrong with him, but we dont never speak
You got hot bars you just need to get some better
Yall put plaques on the wall a couple times, but life on
Hold on, my other whats up?

Ayo Cass, niggas getting me mad
They you fell off, you need to get in your bag
Im bout to spazz, niggas get on my nerves
they not showing you the respect that you deserve
Thats my word, you been the truth
but punch lines every time you get in the booth
You some hot shit on the track and its a wrap

You already know, but yo, hit you back

2]
Yo,
Ayo, whats crackin
You was snappin pimp, but I dont what happened, pimp
Shit changed, you aint been the since the accident
Man, you I was the best
But now I aint convinced
You need to get back with Swizz and make 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 song Condom Style?
Too many people got infected, you gotta it
And I could not neglect it, gotta address it
Its a message
But I dont it was hot
you think its hot or not you, gotta respect it
You mad Im not talking reckless?
I dropped a record and got an endorsement so Im not affected
You had more metaphors I got arrested
but Im you doing business
Hold on for a talk to me

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

3]
Yo bro
Yo Im still here, this, Im still in the street, shit
I need to some street shit
Im spitting fire, Im tired of all this weak shit
Me too, but you gon do about this Meek shit?
He said he battle niggas
but when I took him up on his he started to reconsider
That cat lame, on every 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 triple what that nigga sold my first album
He not sellin cause that nigga cant yellin
He know he cant fuck you, that nigga look up to you
aint nothing new, I raised son
I was around when that clown couldnt even get his braids
Why he that Im a Boss shit?
his boss 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 should praise his heavenly father, the
But yo, I gotta go, holla at you later