Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

I'm not going to sit here and 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 is going to hold us down
Bloodshed
get it right this time around, understand, killer

Yo, I don't understand how these cats sip
Like it's all down at the hit factory
Be on fifty-fourth, whole clique me
All click clackery, take your wrist wrappery

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

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

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

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

I'm a sell to in your damn family
Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, Grandmammy
Your hand man, Randy, understand me
In Antlanta, I got an land piece
And a matching land, Desert

You the one with the whips, that's me
The one with the chips and the chips, 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 that be mad dick, you
The one scared of some yay yo
Always wanna lay low 'cause girl say so, you, biatch

I show you some ice
Throw you a
You not that good dog, who told you you're
Your crew, switch

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

Come through, stick suppliers
Mack so 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 got beef, I don't play those games
If I did though, me, I would say y'all names
Go to your house, red dot, scope your
Smack your earth, snatch your seeds, your wiz

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

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

Control the
Know I'm a your schiest
We all get
Ma, all your rice

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

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

I see concerned about me
You ain't got to go to school to about me

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

The one scared of a scuffle, you
The one that say, "Baby girl, I you" you
The one that talk about hustling, 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 over
It's us, so fuck y'all

biatch
Killa
bitch

Killa
Killa
bitch