Luyện nghe bài hát Say It To My Face

I'm sick and tired of same old broke bitches
No job, all they do is smoke swishes
Get money, hoe, why you wanna watch mine?
Ain't no what I'm gon' be drivin' next time

figure nigga, we don't 'bout it buy no more
Pull up the work, tell the owner he can go
Walk like a pimp, bitch, talk a soldier
I got New York niggas candy up they Rovers

It say 200 but it go a little
Not the Corvette, the Testarossa
We can bet on any point on the
Pick 'em up, shake 'em twice, get 'em, girl, look, I'm

I'm so clean my G-Unit kicks on
I be goin' in when Pimp C get home
If you like me, say it to my face
Just because I caught a don't mean you can't be erased

It must be the ice or the money that I
They behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face,
They talk behind my back but they say it to my face, yeah

It be these cars or the trips that I take
That make 'em wanna hate, you say it in my face, bitch?
Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face,
They talk my back but they won't say it to my face

See now, you can go 'cross the U.S.
From to the south, east, mid to the west
Walk up in the hardest hood, ask a nigga me
Bet they ya Bun B is straight motherfuckin' G

A gangsta from his to the top of his fitted
Trillest in the flesh, you can't fuck wit it
Got the hand guns, they shoot 2 2 3
through ya condo and rip open ya knees

My nigga, please, you don't it, save your breath
By myself, I'ma till no enemy is left
When the middle finger, niggas, hit your block insurgents
There's no from us cleanin' your clock like detergents

Buck, they don't think I am, nigga,
Why, this pimp, I bet die
Before reach their first motherfuckin' sale
I rep them underground kings, Boy, Pimp and Bun
If it's action that you want, my nigga, get you some

It be the ice or the money that I make
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my
Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face,
They behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah

It gotta be these cars or the that I take
make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face, bitch?
Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face,
They talk behind my back but they say it to my face, yeah

They call me M dot MJG, I mean, I'm packin' some
They ain't talkin' trill jeans
niggas, they like to talk shit in the uniform
Guess what, niggas still phony as the unicorn

And be damned if I run, you bust tho
They run outta guns, man, you so
Well you than a bitch snitchin' on the track
I'm about to pull a bun and a fuckin' cap

All do is smoke weed and get bad, bitches
If y'all mad at me for that, niggas are bitches
groupie niggas would ya stop and plead
For the last time, I don't smoke regular

It don't where we at, man, we fire in it up
Security don't stop the weed, man, from us
Industry dick suckers keep runnin' ya
And I'ma ya motherfuckers something to talk about

It must be the ice or the money that I make
They talk behind my back but won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face,
They talk my back but they won't say it to my face

It gotta be these cars or the trips I take
That make 'em hate, won't you say it to my face, bitch?
Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face,
They talk my back but they won't say it to my face