Luyện nghe bài hát Not Enough

(Phote)
We spent the last year writing rhymes doing and chopping records
And traveled all around the world to the message
'Cause no rest for the weary when it comes to my team
We sleep on December the 32nd
dissin' the album before they check it
Dealin' with managers and program directors
And even though I try not to it
Sometimes it feels a waste of time and not worth the effort

(Rapper Big Pooh)
Naw but I let it
Put a block on my hustle for a second
Poobie keep it rushing, as as Tay and I on the mic
And 9th is on the percussion, fronting dudes can't say nothing
It was only for we finally spoke out
Plenty nights ahead I suggest you get your coats out
No time to stand here lips poked out we bout to closeout stored up doubt
And it moving

(Hook)
like whatever I do
Its not for you
I paid the and gave you my all
But you still want
I'm still standing here
But it so unfair
That I sacrifice and you my life
But you want more

(Phonte)
Been a long time
But we just made it
So to discuss so frustrated
Yes, I must say that the industry touch
Radio better play this, 'cause Tay's is nuts
And y'alls is just
Its in the making
I write its for all of N.C., call me the state pen
And now I'm making my name for those who that I'm
my claim just like Nationwide
Radio, them suckas never us
Took our wax to the and they straight played us
That's how the got contaminated
And now they sayin' we're at like the San Andreas

(Rapper Big Pooh)
And still to play us
But not spin the record or
I got a fire deep that will not be extinguished
I this from the depths of my soul
People no more mind talk let my heart control (ohhhhh)

(Hook)

- to this, just listen to this
- Uh, right now, we gettin' it right now and now we give you what you want
- Just listen to this, just to this
- I'm you, you, you, and all of you in the back
and in the middle in the front, on

(Rapper Big Pooh)
Homie, this here is
I'm speaking on this pitiful
That's now forever stained in the of my memory
You like, 'they running this, b'
But naw, I'll we'll ever be
Its funny don't remember me
And don't think cause we all here that its be all we
Or all love, its all
Trying to mask emotions with pounds and hugs
No more I say gotta pay
'Cause I'm tired of stepsonned in the worst way just wait
Them chips on my shoulder getting
When my pockets catch up never turning back

(Phonte)
Yo I never heard a act to blow and go global
Then come home and still be called local
And when we the people they all front
Dope beats, dope rhymes more do y'all want (shout it out)

(Hook)