Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Hip-Hop

I neva rapped on an R&B record, and I will,
I got these phoney muthafuckas, about lets keep it real,
But, they don't how to take they own advisement,
Going out, do it on an advertisement, comecializing
Fuckin' sell out, nigga, is hip-hop, not fasion,
Get the out,
I'm taking out so called gangsta niggas,
Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for figures,
And I neva took another fuckin' shit,
And made it my first single, a hit,
Fuckin' hypocrite, you can get the dip, I lick a shot off,
I'm gonna, and all of it,
It's a damn shame you got all these fools in the record indistry,
out for the fame,
I just sit back and watch thes fools with gimmiks,
Go in flames , in the big game,

Zippidey-dooda, I smoke and I got brain damage,
But, I don't give a fuck cause I manage,
To to the fullest,
No pop singles, and no foolish,
To the studio with the articals,
In them magizines with the editors,
Keep it in the game,
got no shame,
Now all the want all the fame,
Based on the videos, just a of silly hoes,
For the fuck-em indistry take'n all ya dough,
I stole it, stole it all,
Just hard work, and sweat, for platinum records on the wall,
Fools me to fall,
I won't my roots are to thick and strong, like the chocolate
tastic,
I hear say no, but, I know they front,
Cause afta they shows want me to smoke a blunt,
I don't a hypocrite, muthafuckas I despise,
Cause me I tell the truth, when I tell a lie,
All you in the game run a check,
Cause you get checked off, with no respect,