Luyện nghe bài hát That Would Be Me

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

(Chorus)
Yo'
Who the star on WB?
would be me!
Who the think is so sexy?
would be me!
Who the nigga outta Jersey?
Yo, That be me!
Who your he let fuck her for free?
would be me!
Who get your ass shot in the street?
would be me!
Who stand damn six foot three?
would be me!
Who got lyrics, and plenty money?
would be me!
Start drama and see the papi, yo' what would be me!

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

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

3]
Yo'
I from Atlanta but I'll leave you outcasted/+OUTKASTED+
And blasted, all fucked up like accent
You has been, I split you
I from the heart
you iced out... that's how you slid off the chart
Blindfolded as I sit in the dark, a beast
No peace, big Chi the police calling the police
I call Aziz,
Smoking I in its open
We ain't of jail we wanna go back
Blast in yo' back, bullets in the column of your spine
More than Columbine and Palestine combined, Forty-eight
Half spic, half
Sex symbol to the
Keep my number listed so my beefs can me easier
In sales you ain't with me
I'm Puerto Rican and I got enough relatives to buy me living with me
I never be, overthrown... I'm unbelievable
Like the fact that D'angelo's baby's mom is Angie
What!

(Chorus)
Yo'
Who the only on WB?
That be me!
Who the mami's think is so
That be me!
Who the illest nigga outta
would be me!
Who your he let fuck her for free?
That be me!
Who get ass shot dead in the street?
That be me!
Who damn near six foot three?
That be me!
Who got lyrics, jewels and money?
would be me!
Who press about three fifty three?
Who writes like B-I-G?
would be me!
Who go to war like
Yo, would be ME!
Who gats like he crazy?
would be me!
Who getting' rich rock lyrically?
That be me!
Who never lose mentality?
That be me!
Who let you live cus you
would be me!
Who that rock star energy?
That be me!
Start and see who rides for Jersey, yo' that would be me...