Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody But Me

MJG: It ain't no changing me, no what you claim to see
I can aim to be, M-J-G
If thangs seem strange to me, they 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 eyes, livin his life in a fuckin disguise
Follow the pack, and up dead last (Go on)
Real dummy your scared ass
In the future, ain't nobody listen to you
(Why) Cause you do whatever to please the
easy to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for yourself
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 a level head, fuck what a devil said
I'm stayin me, M-J G - Put your trust in me..

I can't 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
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100 ways to die, and I done survived 99
99 lost and one of them could've been mine
with my eyes open, seein what is killin me
Feelin what is killin me, but wantin more
from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get away
Gang, shootin niggas and fuckin with me everyday
Man if I was and couldn't 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 Suave and we gone ride til infinity
Lord if I was lyin, strike me right as I'm speakin this
the strong from the cowardly and the weak at this

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I see him everyday, point shaven and cravin
for the money that I be savin, and the moves that I be
Breakin rules, not to be one of them broke fools
robbin niggas comin school, thinkin that that shit is cool
out, whether sober, playboy, I got heataz for ya
Quick to shoot, because that indo up my paranoia
I rap the blues, the blues is what I'm livin nigga
Surrounded my animals - livin and by the trigga
Word to me, and if that shit don't your expectations
Fuck you critics, I do this for the underground
Slab ridaz, nigga, drug and jackaz
packaz, nigga, all my homeboys ain't rappaz
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 don't think it's brighter
Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer...

MJG: It's to be, something that you didn't start to be
these streets be apart of me, until hard to see
till the years when it's hard to walk, old
and, it's hard to talk, I'm on a line of
it seems thinner than a line of thread, but all this
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 my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me under the scope
But, if you're lookin at me, close, and your ass will learn
when you have your turn, and take a stand and shit
You might be a man and shit, make own plan and shit
Cause I don't make no moves unless G wanna make that
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 they ain't gonna throw me out a
and
I'm a drown and and shit
And my folkaz get clowdy with hocus pokus shit,
be the brokest trick...
But, I'm gone be myself, type 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 and I go, Off like a champ on your ass
Drop the mic and on your ass, stick a stamp on your ass
Send you off to camp on ass...when I rain, I'll dampen your
path.

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