Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody But Me

MJG: It ain't no changing me, no matter you claim to see
I can aim to be, M-J-G
If thangs strange to me, they can't be the same with me
You know it's to be, somethin that you know is a lie
want a nigga to try to be somethin that he ain't,
right before your eyes, livin his life in a fuckin
the pack, and wind up dead last (Go on)
Real dummy with your ass
In the future, ain't nobody listen to you
(Why) you do whatever to please the crew
It's easy to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for
I think I'll go with the green, Cause asses I do not
As bad as the might 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 gotta keep a level head, fuck what a devil
I'm stayin me, M-J fuckin G - Put trust in me..

Chorus: I be nobody but me, and that's all I can be
I can't be who you want me to be, cause nigga, ain't me
(repeat x 4)

Eight: 100 to die, and I done survived 99
99 lives lost and one of them could've been
Blind with my open, seein what is killin me
Feelin what is killin me, but more constantly
Runnin from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get
Gang, shootin niggas and bitches fuckin 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 caught up in that bullshit not me
Yeah, I run with Suave and we ride til infinity
Lord if I was lyin, strike me right here as I'm this
Separate the strong from the and the weak at this

(repeat x 4)

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

MJG: It's hard to be, something that you start to be
these streets be apart of me, until hard to see
till the years when it's to walk, gettin old
and, hard to talk, I'm on a line of chalk
it seems thinner than a line of thread, but through all
still instead, I'm real all
Paper, short or - Wife, be big and small
and still down to earth, I'll be on the scene
Life a tv screen, but I keep my strength
and I'll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me the scope
But, if you're lookin at me, Look close, and your ass will
when you have your turn, and take a stand and shit
You might be a man and shit, make your own plan and
Cause I don't make no moves unless G make that move
Fuck he and she wanna make that move, I got a that blues
when a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my like Ooo
Mane, you broke and shit, but they ain't gonna throw me out a
and
I'm a drown and choke and
And my folkaz get clowdy that hocus pokus shit,
be the brokest trick...
But, I'm gone be myself, Pimp nigga for sho'
Once again like I did it befo', up top or
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
Drop the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a on your ass
Send you off to camp on your ass...when I rain, I'll your
path.

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