Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Hip-Hop

I neva rapped on an R&B record, and I will,
I got these phoney muthafuckas, talk about lets it real,
But, don't know how to take they own advisement,
out, do it solo on an advertisement, comecializing
Fuckin' out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fasion,
Get the out,
I'm taking out so called gangsta niggas,
pictures, modeling clothes for small figures,
And I took another fuckin' MC's shit,
And it my first single, fuck 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 when you got all these in the record indistry,
out for the fame,
I just sit back and watch thes fools with gimmiks,
Go down in , in the big game,

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