Luyện nghe bài hát So Selfish

You so
(I really care what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

You so
(I really care what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
(I really care what the say about me)
('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

H U S T L E R,
Up in Detroit, yeah, we all
Pushin' the product, 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' bustas wit' the
And you can see me like a DVD
When I on your ass like a MPC

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

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

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

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

You so
You out here all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge

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

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

'Cause, you so
(I really care what they say about me)
Out breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

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

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

I keep this ammo to burn a candle
'Cause I'm too to hold, too hot to be handled
I every mic I touch
So why I don't give a fuck

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

No remorse of for the Pale White Horse
'em all feel the force when I come for yours
Kickin' down ya doors, hood wars
To even the score, make all pray to the Lord

To scheme like a demon, you really afford
When the police lights come on, the cameras
All this time ya thinkin', ya shoulda
But ya at the sea shore man overboard

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

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

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

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

You so
You so
You so