Luyện nghe bài hát That Would Be Me

1]
Chino, in Indian: Murdering bear
Come with me I put shotgun shells in your ear
Out of fear destroyed my carrier
nothing left
But I have my revenge in this lifetime or the next
I experience road rage, in a slow pace
Killed a handicapped man for parking in a parking place
my art with a leatherface, you must be kidding
I myself a dog trainer: I'm most bitten
But I've been written a billion of dissin
for any rappers dead or livin that we've heard since we was children
My brain got built-in Pentium chips, my thoughts the
For Shakespearian actors: "Chino shall busteth asseth,
I spithed acid" ... yeah your freestyle was tight
You better rhyme of the head good, you can't or write
A bittin' kid that'll get if he front, no publicity stunt
His life flashes by his eyes than Black History Month
What!

(Chorus)
Yo'
Who the only on WB?
would be me!
Who the mami's is so sexy?
would be me!
Who the illest nigga outta
Yo, would be me!
Who your he let fuck her for free?
would be me!
Who get your ass dead in the street?
would be me!
Who stand damn near six three?
That be me!
Who got lyrics, and plenty money?
That be me!
drama and see the illest papi, yo' what would be me!

2]
Yo', Yo'
You wanna be a soldier but ain't reppin' it
Try me... metal detectors going off for the rest of life
No matter how it gets,
I rather be a drowning in my own blood
Not a in my own piss
Focus!... the fuck you niggas think?
I roll killers that spent more time in the pen than ink
Don't even blink, and turn your voice down a
Or start lookin' for that's wheelchair-accessible
you a vegetable, trust,
I have the letters on FUBU sweater standin' for "Fucked Up By Us"
We thrust into now
Grill back like a Lee nail
You yell as you hell
You still wanna E-mail she
Your train of thought
Lost dog, the details:
I you think you on a beach how I make you SEE shells/Seashells
My L.A. airport was infamous,
I whooped ass the entire five flight
Plus three time difference

(Chorus)
Yo'
Who girl made you pay to come see?
would be me!
Who the star on WB?
would be me!
Who the mami's is so sexy?
That be me!
Who the illest nigga Jersey?
would be me!
Who your wife he let her for free?
would be me!
Who get your ass shot in the street?
Yo, would be me!
Who bench press about three fifty
That be me!
Start and see the illest papi, yo' what would be me!

3]
Yo'
I ain't from Atlanta but leave you outcasted/+OUTKASTED+
And blasted, all fucked up like Schwarzenneger's
You has been, I you apart
I spit from the
Yeah you out... that's how you slid off the chart
as I sit in the dark, a swoll beast
No peace, big Chi have the police calling the
I call Aziz,
Smoking I in its open
We ain't scared of we wanna go back
Blast in yo' back, nine bullets in the of your spine
More than and Palestine combined, Forty-eight track
Half spic, half
Sex to the media
my number listed so my beefs can find me easier
In sales you ain't dealing me
I'm Rican and I got enough relatives to buy me platinum living with me
I never will be, overthrown... I'm
Like the fact D'angelo's baby's mom is Angie Stone
What!

(Chorus)
Yo'
Who the star on WB?
would be me!
Who the think is so sexy?
That be me!
Who the illest nigga Jersey?
That be me!
Who wife he let fuck her for free?
That be me!
Who get your ass shot dead in the
would be me!
Who stand near six foot three?
That be me!
Who got lyrics, jewels and money?
would be me!
Who bench press about fifty three?
Who writes hits like
would be me!
Who go to war like
Yo, that be ME!
Who gats like he crazy?
That be me!
Who getting' rich rock lyrically?
That be me!
Who lose street mentality?
would be me!
Who let you live cus you
would be me!
Who that rock star energy?
That be me!
Start drama and see who rides for Jersey, yo' would be me...