Luyện nghe bài hát So Selfish

You so
(I really 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
Pushin' the product, by the narcotics
melodic when NATAS drop 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
I beat on your ass like a MPC

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

I don't give a fuck about a 'Record
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 side wit' the

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

While you still out on the Dice-a
My gets nice-a and nice-a
The blood riser, 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 care what they say me)
You out here breakin' all the rules Ebenezer Scrooge
(Symptoms of no 'Therapy')

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

'Cause, you so
(I really care what they say about me)
Out here breakin' all the rules 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 back
I'm in ya wit' the chrome gat but you shoulda known that
I'm the east side where all the birds have homes

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

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

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

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

To scheme like a demon, you can't afford
When the police come on, the cameras record
All this time ya thinkin', ya detoured
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 really care they say about me)
You out here breakin' all the like Ebenezer Scrooge
(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')

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

You so
You so
You so