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 strange to me, they can't be the same with me
You know it's lame to be, somethin that you is a lie
Hoes want a nigga to try to be that he ain't,
right your eyes, livin his life in a fuckin disguise
Follow the pack, and wind up last (Go on)
Real with your scared ass
In the future, ain't nobody gonna to you
(Why) you do whatever 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
Without reality checks, my salary check,
that ain't the why I want respect, but you ain't finna

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

Chorus: I can't be 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 ways to die, and I 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 wantin constantly
Runnin temptation, but I'm much to slow to get away
Gang, shootin niggas and 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 caught up in that bullshit not me
Yeah, I run with Suave and we ride til infinity
Lord if I was lyin, strike me here as I'm speakin this
Separate the strong the cowardly and the weak at this

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Eight: I see him everyday, shaven and cravin
for the money that I be savin, and the moves I be makin
Breakin rules, not to be one of them broke fools
robbin niggas comin from school, thinkin that that is cool
out, whether sober, playboy, I got heataz for ya
Quick to shoot, because that boosts up my paranoia
I rap the blues, cause the blues is I'm livin nigga
my animals - livin and dyin by the trigga
Word to me, and if that don't meet your expectations
Fuck you critics, I do this for the underground
Slab ridaz, nigga, traffickaz and jackaz
packaz, nigga, all my homeboys ain't rappaz
And, I wouldn't say it if it necessary
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 to be, something that you didn't start to be
these 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 thinner 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, I'll still be on the
Life like a tv screen, but I my strength
and keep my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me under the scope
But, if you're at me, Look close, and your ass will learn
Maybe when you your turn, and take a stand and shit
You might be a man and shit, make own plan and shit
I don't make no moves unless G wanna make that move
Fuck he and she wanna make move, I got a face that blues
when a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my face Ooo
Mane, you broke and shit, but ain't gonna throw me out a rope
and
I'm a and choke and shit
And my folkaz get clowdy that hocus pokus shit,
be the brokest trick...
But, I'm gone be myself, Pimp type nigga for
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 on your ass...when I rain, I'll dampen your
path.

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