Luyện nghe bài hát That Would Be Me

1]
Chino, in Indian: Murdering bear
Come fuck with me I put shotgun in your ear
Out of fear destroyed my carrier
Have nothing
But I have my revenge in this lifetime or the next
I experience road rage, walk in a slow
Killed a handicapped man for parking in a regular 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 bars of
for any dead or livin that we've ever heard since we was children
My got built-in Pentium chips, my thoughts the fastest
For Shakespearian "Chino shall busteth your asseth,
I spithed acid" ... yeah your freestyle was tight
You rhyme of the head 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 mami's is so sexy?
would be me!
Who the illest nigga Jersey?
Yo, That be me!
Who your wife he let her for free?
That be me!
Who get your ass dead in the street?
would be me!
Who stand near six foot three?
would be me!
Who got lyrics, and plenty money?
would be me!
Start drama and see the illest papi, yo' 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 how hard it gets,
I rather be a soldier drowning in my own
Not a in my own piss
Focus!... What the you niggas think?
I roll with killers that spent more time in the pen ink
Don't even blink, and turn voice down a decibel
Or lookin' for studios that's wheelchair-accessible
you a vegetable, trust,
I have the letters on your FUBU sweater for "Fucked Up By Us"
We thrust into now
Grill holds back like a Lee
You yell as you reach
You still wanna she males
Your train of thought
Lost dog, here's the
I make you you on a beach how I make you SEE shells/Seashells
My L.A. beef was infamous,
I whooped ass the five hour flight
Plus three hour time

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

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

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