Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Hip-Hop

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

Zippidey-dooda, I smoke and I got brain damage,
But, I don't give a fuck I still manage,
To to the fullest,
No pop singles, and no foolish,
To the gangsta with the articals,
In them magizines with the editors,
it real in the game,
got no shame,
Now all the want all the fame,
Based on the videos, a gang of silly hoes,
For the fuck-em indistry take'n all ya dough,
I neva stole it, 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 they front,
Cause afta shows they want me to smoke 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,
you get checked fucked off, with no respect,