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 know how to they own advisement,
Going out, do it solo on an advertisement,
Fuckin' sell out, nigga, is hip-hop, not fasion,
Get the out,
I'm taking out these so 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, when I lick a off,
I'm gonna, and all of it,
a damn shame when you got all these fools 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 give a fuck cause I still manage,
To to the fullest,
No pop singles, and no foolish,
To the studio with the articals,
In them with the bitch editors,
it real in the game,
got no shame,
Now all the executives all the fame,
Based on the videos, just a gang of hoes,
For the fuck-em that's take'n all ya dough,
I neva it, stole it all,
Just hard work, and sweat, for them platinum on the wall,
Fools me to fall,
I cause my roots are to thick and strong, like the chocolate
tastic,
I hear niggas say no, but, I they front,
Cause afta they shows want me to smoke a blunt,
I don't a hypocrite, muthafuckas I despise,
Cause me I the truth, even when I tell a lie,
All you bruthas in the run a check,
Cause you get checked fucked off, no respect,