Luyện nghe bài hát Secret

If I remember you
You rap too? Oh that's
you used to come to my shows
Whenever I was in city
I I should apologize for giving you the credit
Of being more than you looked
I guess it's a good thing that God loves
Yo, when you asked me for some advice?

Come one, it's easy, all you do
Is nod to the beat, talk about what's wrong you
I did it, a couple did too
And you can in these footprints if shoes fit you
all regions now, they're trying to steal the style
Look they bit me, and I'm to hide my smile
I tell you, ain't much as flattering
As a grasshopper tryin to smash a teacher with a ram
I ain't made, always a fan of flashbacks
Go ahead, wear your heart on backpack
But forget my name when you start to talk shit
Up in the atmosphere with God in the
my way to a better fate
Meditate the hate, let 'em speculate
Elevate the heat, 'em up like hot cakes
Cops came late, tried to fix it all scotch tape
Pain, the brand new escape, from the
And days that came with the mistakes
a little bit to dangerous
I see where they hittin makes me wonder they aimin with

gotta hurt man, put it in the chorus
See if I can get girlfriend to sing it for us
She like it, it helps her you
And you like it, it you understand too
And I should walk away, it's getting hard to control
When I'm checking all stalkers, and my records aren't even gold
Breathe in slow, conserve the
Show these fuckers what this microphone is meant for

Try not to curse, it hurts the
It proves that you have a strong lack of better
But sometimes nothing can a cut
Just up the bass and come face the front
They ain't trying to listen if got a lot to say
And nothing, still catch a lot of pay
Man, I wanna play, but I'm not gonna my way
to Coney Island just to catch a couple props today
I nominate myself as the
Faced in front of the judge, like I fuckin her
Yes ma'am, no ma'am, get the program
had you bent over the desk singin slow jams
Peace to the Molemen, Murs, Francis
Anyone else done the work, can chances
and the last months rent takes precedent
Other than that, god bless the Fifth
Don't a fuck what ya'll think of Slug
Take fangs out if you ain't drinkin blood
And blame it on life you don't live
But shit talking says more about you we kid

And now we gotta a little (don't we) [repeated in background as well]
And time I see you man, I'm gonna remember
You are not who you wish you
You are not what you wish you right?
Do me a favor man, you me?
Just walk me man, don't even acknowledge me
pretend I don't exist man, don't even look at me man
Ba-bam ba-bam-BAM

lyrics from song "BAM"]

We on your plate like a housefly
Just another face the southside
The fall guy, all on the tall small fry
While I try not to your doll cry
you call "fly"? What you call "fresh"

I guess I'm left for dead in a breath
That was never impressed by possessed
Girlfriend I need your
the head on my shoulders won't fuck itself
And when you're come around uptown
Up Up girl let your down, put your strap down