Luyện nghe bài hát Pullin Me In

Y'all know y'all done messed up now Fo' real
You know, you up, I'm not laughing
All beats is soundin' the same, y'all rhymin' the same
Some of y'all even the same jewelry
And doin' the same videos
Shut up, you know you up right?
That's why they brought me in this game
To bring it right to the essence

Oh yeah, and all kill this, kill that, kill this
Lemme you somethin'
(What, what)
The real killers, they're standin' right there
Waitin' for you to act a killer, so they can kill you
Yo Sedeck, do me a yo
Yo tell on this side of the stage
To just move a little 'cuz it's about to get real rowdy
In the yo, they comin' yo

I could never the underground hip hop
I'ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me I was broke
at Burger King, hustlin' dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle
All the projects man, you know I'm sayin', yo

Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little somethin' for the new
Let people know you ain't where you came from
you came from
Every time I keep pullin' out, keep pullin' me in, sin
a little somethin' for the street DJs
Let people know you ain't where you came from
you came from

Yo, yo this probably the hardest that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't how they got here
But I feel the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to airport
L.A., I was wear colors wherever you walk
Dirt, dirty south, I they run up in your house
Shakespeare, no time to blast your girl through the blouse

What? MCs, ain't nothing but assassins
Every two is killin', or incarceration
Murderation, closed casket
Closest you got to prison was seein' television
But I'ma go long as thug phenomenon
Pass me a bandanna, two from my Mag-num
All of that, to get attention
Here's a few I been dyin' to mention

Anyone talk about guns, buy the cartel
Any more beats the same, I'ma put your MPC to cell
Listen, reminiscing on nas, it ain't hard to
Still feel somebody's watching me like Rockwell
Talk diamonds, I'ma kidnap Jacob
about the Fugues, I'ma break up the make up
Put your stake up, I'm about to work my way to the streets
And y'all wanna 'cuz y'all will get Jay-Z

Every time I keep pullin' out, keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little something for the projects
Let people know you ain't where you came from
you came from
Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little for the hip hop fans
Let know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came

Hip hop fans, y'all like the woman in my
No matter how faithful I am, still have your doubts
Talkin' 'bout, is he real in relationship
Or did he go pop, and on the side get a
My mistress is a guitar, classical like
Paint murder on the just to show y'all some art
And y'all wanna start, and body parts
I suggest you start walkin', your man stop talking

You the scenario, the innocent is always the first to go
And Dorothy sings over the rainbow
Kum ba ya, got you in barbed wire
Dope delivery, but I'm the writer
Tall tribes of Juda, than books
Watch what you cook 'cuz you get hooked
Man, I real MCs
Like Kool G Rap, written in

Before the plane, I used to the train
fiends puttin' up they vein, moms raisin' Caine
Able's on the roof, cook like a
To my nerve, I drink Vodka 180 proof
I'm back in the shack, lay flat on my
Two choices, rap or sell crack
Chose sell rap, but watch my back like I'm sellin'
'Cuz the music industry is the same format

I sold y'all Heads, to the score, to the carnival
But yet y'all still more
Since went back, came off wit a break
I so perfect, that you would want it for your mix tape

Every time I keep pullin' out, keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little something for the up north
Let people you ain't forget where you came from
Where you from
Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin