Luyện nghe bài hát SayDatThen

You got something on your mind
Say dat

Well let me say it worrying if my label OK it
When Waist wildin' out, man give him room
Used to skeletons in my closet, but now they sit in my living room
Octomom, I picture putting more in a hole than that bitches womb
The street sweeper's the witches broom
A spoon, I never had it
I grew up mad at Anne Frank, 'cause the bitch lived in a better
(Say dat then)
I seen my of static, they say that it made me charismatic
Born who was born Libra in a foreign two seater with a porn diva
Blowin' reefer and pouring of vodka
the feds freezing a nigga bread
I'm drinking thinking they gon' seize me when I'm dead (Fuck 'em)
Killers in my
In the dark with choppers while I'm in my bed
Dreaming about Slaughterhouse dropping an album a chart topper
I got these demons schemin' on my head
Even I'm the realest
See, wasn't enough violence in Menace II Society
To show you how Cali killers be chilling in
And the police, hate me
Long Beach PD probably want to kill for signing me
'Cause I was supposed to be a
A ghost to me is realistic, my homie said "Say dat then"

Guess where I'm supposed to vent, huh?
Under scrutiny, all my oppurtunity went,
Reality is I had personality bent, huh?
Nonsense, honestly my
Is dealing a constant
Conflict the bullshit I've been doing
I feel so bad about the second after it's accomplished
A compass, I need one of those cause I'm in darkness
But I see straight, and it feels being clean around this
Being clean this (Say dat then)
Being clean around this two stepping through this garden
of frozen cold snakes when you a lion, warm hearted
Bank account comma, but still get your undergarments Target
With a penthouse
nigga still ready to piss in the elevator
And shake the doorman's hand before you go
I'm a hood nigga, fuck it
But I'm a good nigga fucking that cat on my tongue
But the cat got my tongue my nigga (Say dat then)
So I could knock your dome off neck
Get your whole right eye broke with a left
You could go apeshit, fake
And take flicks with eight cliques, you never posing a threat
If you gon' say something, say it

My big
I got a big mouth, help it
I'm talkin' my heart, real
You what I'm saying?
Whatever comes,

You got on your mind nigga?
I made a living off of rhyming 'bout how I feel at the moment
Right at particular moment
I'm in zone where I'm wondering
How far I really could get with just my
Reflecting on how rap is a
Feeling same feeling
I fucked my first bad bitch
That I got right undressing
like "Am I about to get this?"
In yo you hear it, that voice of confidence
comes down on you from the heavens
Like "Yeah, you to get it"
Just hope that you don't stick your in a dud
'Cause that bitch could end up wife, or your mistress
Or a chick the same as your mistress
Or a that's just gon' draw your name with a stick in the mud
Rather or unintended
It all comes the territory, no pun intended
I fell out all of my friends like
"Is it me or is it them?"
Angry like "Shit everybody be wrong
But a lot of these niggas just be right"
Therefore, I'll say it's fault, say dat then
I plan to, too many hoes out here niggas done ran through
I'd rather roll through the and lay low
I done fell out of love and back in love
Then out of love and back with my spouse more Halle and J. Lo
If she me, my inner self would shatter
I could leave her, 'cause I'm a addict
The problem is, I don't want nobody else to have her
If we split, I consider my a hazard
Or else living in and lavish
And as far as these
Who want to kill me, you never get a
You a criminal chill with subliminal Twitter rants
You bigger than that, you just ain't bigger me
You are literally me figuratively
I'm busy about who hot and how they bit off me
If any one of you jump on me
gon' have to tell you that you should probably get off me
And off rip, bruh
contract killers can sign off richer
That little beef y'all is small things to a giant
Like Goliath drinking that anaconda malt liquor
Slaughterhouse, we the four fellas
And if that day should come that we should part ways
It'll just be an for us to reunite at Coachella

I heard them words and they
My ear
Was told that cancer finally made it his lungs
Some of y'all are enough
That y'all have no idea what the fuck I'm bout,
'Cause y'all got no
So in case you hear this
And think there's the slightest chance that he'll survive
His cancer's on level four, and there's not a
So my mother lose my mother, now my dad is his
From miles apart, part is that's not the wildest part
What's outlandish is I too would want to
Alcohol like Uncle Robbin him blind and taking
My aunt's supposed to be holding him down, but she to gain
Behind his back took out another insurance claim
(Say dat then) Well indeed I
They making all these alterations to his
He can't even his poker games in peace, y'all got to chill
Like I can't decide if he's dying or y'all have him killed
I know a nigga's last shouldn't be this way
And if they was, I would panic too, me what's a man to do
devil's advocate, none of it's understandable
I walk in the house and feel energy as if it's tangible
Well rapper got a cuban on looking like marks
I'm just busy trying to get my Mark on
My Lyor Rubin on
My Nas, Pac, Big, Jay, Em, and on
Could outrap any movement
Gun on the couch shit, one to be running your mouth with
Bars, no VH1 it's mouse
If a nigga don't spit crack, go and stock up
No harms, you got to stir it til it rock up
Been broken, rich, been high, sober
almost every model twice over like I was living my life over
These niggas got to like me
But a decade in they all respect me
Shit, they don't directly indirect me
It's though, back to business
Stacking these riches means in ditches
With my Trues on sacrilegious
It's Joe, looking like money all the pretty hoes help but look
Life gave me lemons, better be what jordan belfort
la familia, Glocks out over here
The with Kendrick, we dropouts over here
Uh, no offense 'cause my niggas
And that is short, you get the gist I'm sure, Joey