Luyện nghe bài hát Say It To My Face

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

Seven figure nigga, we 'bout it buy no more
Pull up the paper work, tell the he can go
like a pimp, bitch, talk like a soldier
I got New niggas candy paintin' up they Rovers

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

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

It be the ice or the money that I make
They talk 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 gotta be these cars or the that I take
That '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 won't say it to my face

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

A gangsta his toes to the top of his fitted
Trillest nigga in the flesh, you can't wit it
Got the German guns, they shoot 2 2 3
Burst through ya condo and rip ya knees

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

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

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

It gotta be these cars or the trips that I
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 won't say it to my face, yeah

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

And I'll be if I run, you bust tho
They run guns, man, you so dumb
Well you than a bitch snitchin' on the track
I'm about to a bun and [Incomprehensible] a fuckin' cap

All do is smoke weed and get bad, bitches
If mad at me for that, y'all 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, findin' us
Industry dick suckers runnin' ya mouth
And give ya motherfuckers something to talk about

It really must be the ice or the that I make
They talk behind my 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

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