Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody But Me

MJG: It ain't no changing me, no matter what you to see
I can only aim to be,
If thangs seem strange to me, can't be the same with me
You know it's to be, somethin that you know is a lie
Hoes a nigga to try to be somethin that he ain't,
right before your eyes, livin his life in a disguise
Follow the pack, and wind up last (Go on)
dummy with your scared ass
In the future, nobody gonna listen to you
(Why) Cause you do to please the crew
It's to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for yourself
I think go with the green, Cause asses I do not clean
As bad as the might seem, I got a get-right team
Nigga, sensing myself and I, it ain't let a day go by
reality checks, fuck my salary check,
that ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't

I gotta keep a level head, fuck a devil said
I'm stayin me, M-J fuckin G - Put your in me..

I can't be nobody but me, and that's all I can be
I can't be who you me to be, cause nigga, that ain't me
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Eight: 100 to die, and I done survived 99
99 lost and one of them could've been mine
Blind my eyes open, seein what is killin me
Feelin what is me, but wantin more constantly
Runnin temptation, but I'm much to slow to get away
Gang, shootin and bitches fuckin with me everyday
Man if I was lame and see em from a mile away
Smile on mug, and in their minds, nothin but jealousy
Why should I get up in that bullshit not concernin me
Yeah, I run Suave and we gone ride til infinity
Lord if I was lyin, strike me right here as I'm this
the strong from the cowardly and the weak at this

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Eight: I see him everyday, point and cravin
for the money I be savin, and the moves that I be makin
Breakin rules, tryin not to be one of them broke
niggas comin from school, thinkin that that shit is cool
Served out, whether sober, playboy, I got for ya
Quick to shoot, because that boosts up my paranoia
I rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm nigga
Surrounded my animals - livin and by the trigga
Word to me, and if that don't meet your expectations
Fuck you critics, I do for the underground nation
Slab ridaz, nigga, traffickaz and jackaz
Heat packaz, nigga, all my ain't rappaz
And, I wouldn't say it if it wasn't
All of this is a test, tryin to prepare me
My future's lookin dark, and I don't it's gettin brighter
Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer...

MJG: It's hard to be, something you didn't start to be
streets be apart of me, until it's hard to see
till the years when it's hard to walk, old
and, it's to talk, I'm on a line of chalk
it seems than a line of thread, but through all this
still instead, I'm after all
Paper, short or - Wife, be big and small
and still down to earth, still be on the scene
Life like a tv screen, but I keep my
and I'll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I they got me under the scope
But, if you're at me, Look close, and your ass will learn
Maybe when you have your turn, and take a and shit
You might be a man and shit, your own plan and shit
Cause I don't make no moves G wanna make that move
Fuck he and she wanna that move, I got a face that blues
when a gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my face like Ooo
Mane, you broke and shit, but they gonna throw me out a rope
and
I'm a drown and and shit
And my folkaz get clowdy that hocus pokus shit,
be the brokest trick...
But, I'm be myself, Pimp type nigga for sho'
again like I did it befo', up top or below
I'm a my feet on the flo', and do it in the heat or the snow
Give me a beat and I go, Off like a champ on ass
the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a stamp on your ass
Send you off to camp on your ass...when I rain, dampen your
path.

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