Luyện nghe bài hát Pullin Me In

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo this probably the hardest verse I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got
But I feel like the Haitian Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to Kennedy
L.A., I was told colors wherever you walk
Dirt, dirty south, I heard they run up in house
Shakespeare, no time to jive blast your girl the blouse

What? MCs, y'all nothing but assassins
two lines is killin', or incarceration
Murderation, casket cremation
you got to prison was seein' barson television
But I'ma go long as this phenomenon
Pass me a bandanna, two shots from my
All of that, to get attention
Here's a few things I been to mention

Anyone talk about guns, buy the cartel
Any beats soundin' the same, I'ma put your MPC to cell
Listen, reminiscing on nas, it hard to tell
Still feel like somebody's me like Rockwell
Talk diamonds, I'ma kidnap Jacob
Talk about the Fugues, break up the make up
Put your up, I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg 'cuz y'all will get

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

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

You know the scenario, the is always the first to go
And Dorothy sings somewhere the rainbow
Kum ba ya, got you in barbed wire
Dope delivery, but I'm the ghost
Tall tribes of Juda, deeper than
Watch what you cook you might get hooked
Man, I miss MCs
Like Kool G Rap, written in

Before the plane, I used to take the
Watch fiends puttin' up they vein, moms raisin'
on the roof, cook like a goose
To calm my nerve, I drink Vodka 180
I'm in the shack, lay flat on my back
Two choices, sell rap or crack
Chose sell rap, but watch my back like I'm crack
'Cuz the music industry is the same street

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

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