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 for my plate on some Mr. Magoo shit
Fuck, I like, I'm not going to watch this go on any longer

I'm on
Harlem, who else is going to hold us
niggas
Let's get it right this time around, understand,

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

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

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

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

Said me, it's the man, be
Be I'm not in her damn panties
Got her handy
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 man, Randy, understand me
In Antlanta, I got an outlandish land
And a matching land, Calasandi

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

The one be running and dodging, you
The one that be mad dick, you
The one that's of some yay yo
Always wanna lay low your girl say so, you, biatch

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

I come through, hey, Cam
Dick
But I only mess with Navigators five
Six drivers, big buyers, you live, we live liver

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

And I don't got beef, I don't those 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 if I spend my cake
Jimmy, I'm a get you up out of 5 H

is for my niggas that load the pipe
Saying I'm the best, just not promoted
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 talk everything you got now
I you like, "Not now, you hot owl"
My rings a dog, all rock wild
When I flash it, shocked, "Wow!"

I see y'all about me
You ain't got to go to school to learn me

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

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

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

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

Killa
Killa
bitch

Killa
bitch
Killa