Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

I'm not to sit here and watch this go on any longer
You know they put my in the dark
And then expect me to look for my on some Mr. Magoo shit
Fuck, I look like, I'm not going to watch go on any longer

I'm on
Harlem, who else is going to us down
Bloodshed
Let's get it this time around, understand, killer

Yo, I don't understand how these sip Daqueri's
Like it's all good down at the hit
Be on fifty-fourth, clique backing me
All that click clackery, take your wrappery

I ain't no rapper, B, I oozies
And I act, turned down three movies
So your chain, your jewels and your cash
And your fast food, eat your food fast

My rude ass, carry weapons
And I'll your face a C section and keep stepping
Who else in a hurry to
We kill girls, 'em, bury their skirts

Imagine me wake up 7:30 for work,
I'd run the streets 7:30 with work
But met this knucklehead, thought he a order
and asked me, stop pitching to his daughter

Said me, it's the man, be
Be glad I'm not in her panties
Got her damn
How you going to ask, stop carrying candy

I'm a to anybody in your damn family
Uncle Tom, your Tammy, your Grandmammy
Your right hand man, Randy, me
In Antlanta, I got an land piece
And a matching land, Calasandi

You know the one the whips, that's me
The one with the and the chips, that's me
The one the toast, pants baggy, yelling out get at me
Get at me, nigga, me

The one that be and dodging, you
The one be sucking mad dick, you
The one that's scared of yay yo
Always lay low 'cause your girl say so, you, biatch

I could show you ice
Throw you a
You not that dog, who told you you're nice
Your crew, siders

When I through, hey, Cam
riders
But I mess with Navigators five twenty-eight
Six drivers, big buyers, you live, we live liver

Come through, stick suppliers
so many hoes, dick in saliva
Gash her up, ma, put it on you
Then I grab her neck and try to take her out

And I don't got beef, I don't play games
If I did though, me, I would say y'all names
Go to your house, red dot, your crib
Smack your earth, snatch seeds, choke your wiz

My split, it was my mistake
But to my nigga, Duke, we all mistakes
I'm a get shit right if I spend my
Jimmy, I'm a get you up out of 5 H

This is for my niggas that load the
Saying I'm the best, just not promoted
You know my
Drink, smoke, some dice

the hiest
Know I'm a patrol your
We all get
Ma, keep all your

ring, hell no
I all my ice
Niggas to make Killa Cam all polite
Turn on the set now, bitch, I'm like

You the type talk everything you got now
I you like, "Not now, you hot owl"
My rings like a dog, all wild
When I flash it, shocked, "Wow!"

I see y'all concerned me
You got to go to school to learn about me

Yo, the one with mad guns, me
The one with the yay for twenty-three, me
The one with the ice, sliced, coke price
Yoke nice, that's me

The one that's of a scuffle, you
The one say, "Baby girl, I love you" you
The one talk about hustling, never seen a oven
You all about nothing, you

you I got us this time around niggas
me some, huh
Harlem, I got us

Santana, Zeeky, Jim Jones, Salty
Feshon, run with us or run from us or get run the fuck
It's us, so fuck y'all

Killa
bitch
Killa

bitch
Killa
Killa