Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Hip-Hop

I neva rapped on an R&B record, and I will,
I got phoney muthafuckas, talk about lets keep it real,
But, they don't know how to take own advisement,
Going out, do it on an advertisement, comecializing
sell 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 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,
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 their gimmiks,
Go in flames , in the big game,

Zippidey-dooda, I smoke weed and I got damage,
But, I don't give a cause I still manage,
To to the fullest,
No pop singles, and no foolish,
To the gangsta with the articals,
In them magizines the bitch editors,
Keep it in the game,
got no shame,
Now all the executives all the fame,
Based on the videos, just a of silly hoes,
For the fuck-em indistry that's all ya dough,
I stole it, stole it all,
Just hard work, and sweat, for them 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,
Cause afta they shows they want me to 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,