Luyện nghe bài hát So Selfish

You so
(I don't care what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

You so
(I don't really care what the say me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
(I don't really what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

H U S T L E R,
Up in Detroit, yeah, we all
the product, connected by the narcotics
Hella melodic when NATAS it, I got it

30,000 feet out in the air, I parachute on ya
I'm greetin' wit' the heat
And you can see me clearly a DVD
When I beat on ass like a MPC

I'm twistin' bitches up like the on a Rasta
I'm gunnin' atchu rappers 'cause you an imposta
this, bitch this, nigga out right fast
Then I hit his hoe ass wit' the mini mac

I don't a fuck about a 'Record Deal'
I'm through these streets like a kill, kill, kill
The fetus, believe dis I bust atcha Jesus
I'll take you to the dark wit' the quickness

to ya health, take all of ya wealth
I'm undetected like a muthafuckin' Stealth
Bomba, harda rhyma, pushin' the dime-a, Chrysla
100,000 was the

you still crappin' out on the Dice-a
My gets nice-a and nice-a
The riser, open ya eyes, sir
And realize you don't be in my'sa

You so
You out here all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge

'Cause, you so
(I don't care what they say about me)
You out here breakin' all the rules Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what say about me)
Out breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what say about me)
Out breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

Gotta roll, gotta hold ya own stack, gotta ya own back
And if ya runnin' up on me homey, bound to get blown
I'm in ya zone wit' the chrome gat but you shoulda known
I'm from the east side where all the birds homes

And for self, after I got no help
Tremendous, the bad times, seemed endless
I spin this bottle, I mash this
I don't give a fuck, that's my motto

I keep this ammo to like a candle
'Cause I'm too to hold, too hot to be handled
I dismantled every mic I
So realize why I don't a fuck

I'll open ya up, watch me, can't me, wanna' pop me 'cause he copy
And I'm killin' all you wack ass that's sloppy
And bitin', rewritin', refightin' 'Clash of the
When I see you I'm strikin', you feelin'

No remorse of course for the Pale Horse
Make 'em all feel the force when I come for
Kickin' down ya doors, world wars
To even the score, make all devils pray to the

To scheme like a demon, you can't really
When the police lights come on, the cameras
All time ya thinkin', ya shoulda detoured
But ya at the sea shore witcha man

And a, you so
You out here breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what they say me)
You out here breakin' all the rules like Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't really what they say about me)
Out here breakin' all the rules like Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what say about me)
Out here breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

You so
You so
You so