Luyện nghe bài hát SayDatThen

You got on your mind nigga?
Say dat

Well let me say it worrying if my label OK it
When Weapon wildin' out, man give him room
Used to have skeletons in my closet, but now they sit in my room
Octomom, I putting more niggas in a hole than that bitches womb
The street sweeper's the witches broom
A silver spoon, I had it
I grew up mad at Anne Frank, 'cause the bitch in a better attic
(Say dat then)
I my share of static, they say that it made me charismatic
Born leader who was Libra in a foreign two seater with a porn diva
Blowin' reefer and pouring liters of
'Cause the feds freezing a nigga
I'm drinking thinking they gon' seize me even when I'm (Fuck 'em)
in my backyard
In the dark with choppers I'm sleeping in my bed
Dreaming about dropping an album that's a chart topper
While I got demons schemin' on my head
Even I'm the realest
See, there wasn't enough in Menace II Society
To show you how Cali be chilling in society
And the police, they me
Long Beach PD probably want to Eminem for signing me
I was supposed to be a statistic
A ghost to me is realistic, my homie said "Say dat then"

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

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

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

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