Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody But Me

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

I keep a level head, fuck what 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 be who you want me to be, cause nigga, that ain't me
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100 ways to die, and I done survived 99
99 lives lost and one of could've been mine
Blind with my eyes open, what is killin me
Feelin what is killin me, but more constantly
from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get away
Gang, niggas and bitches fuckin with me everyday
Man if I was and couldn't see em from a mile away
Smile on their mug, and in their minds, but jealousy
Why I get caught up in that bullshit not concernin me
Yeah, I run with and we gone ride til infinity
Lord if I was lyin, strike me right as I'm speakin this
Separate the strong from the cowardly and the weak at

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

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

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