Luyện nghe bài hát So Selfish

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

You so
(I really care what the say about 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
Pushin' the product, connected by the
Hella melodic when NATAS it, I got it

30,000 feet out in the air, I parachute on ya
I'm bustas wit' the heat
And you can see me like 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 you just an imposta
Switch this, bitch this, nigga out right
Then I hit his hoe ass wit' the mac blast

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

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

While you still crappin' out on the
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 really what they say about me)
You out breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

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

'Cause, you so
(I don't really care what say about me)
Out here 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, bound to get blown
I'm in ya zone wit' the chrome gat but you shoulda that
I'm from the east side where all the birds have

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

I keep this ammo to burn a candle
I'm too cold to hold, too hot to be handled
I dismantled mic I touch
So realize why I give a fuck

I'll open ya up, watch me, can't stop me, pop me 'cause he copy
And I'm all you wack ass rappers that's sloppy
And bitin', rewritin', 'Clash of the Titans'
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 hood
To the score, make all devils pray to the Lord

To like a demon, you can't really afford
the police lights come on, the cameras record
All this time ya thinkin', ya 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 say about 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 all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

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

You so
You so
You so