Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Hip-Hop

I neva on an R&B record, and I neva will,
I got these muthafuckas, talk 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 these so called niggas,
Takin' pictures, clothes for small figures,
And I took another fuckin' MC's 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 when you got all fools in the record indistry,
out for the fame,
I just sit back and watch thes with their gimmiks,
Go down in , in the big game,

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