Luyện nghe bài hát Say It To My Face

I'm sick and tired of these same old broke
No job, all they do is smoke swishes
Get money, hoe, why you wanna watch mine?
no tellin' what I'm gon' be drivin' next time

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

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

I'm so clean with my kicks on
I might be goin' in Pimp C get home
If you don't me, say it to my face
because I caught a case don't mean you can't be erased

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

See now, you can go anywhere the U.S.
From north to the south, east, mid to the
up in the hardest hood, ask a nigga 'bout 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 hand guns, they shoot 2 2 3
Burst ya condo and rip open ya knees

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

Buck, they don't think I am, nigga,
Why, pimp, I bet they die
Before they reach their first motherfuckin'
I rep underground 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 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 trips that I
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 they won't say it to my face,

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

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

All Ball do is weed and get bad, bitches
If y'all mad at me for that, y'all are bitches
Undercover 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 keep runnin' ya mouth
And I'ma give ya motherfuckers to talk about

It really must be the ice or the money 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 behind my back but they won't say it to my face

It gotta be these cars or the trips that I
That 'em wanna hate, won't you say it to 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