Luyện nghe bài hát That Would Be Me

1]
Chino, name in Murdering bear
Come fuck with me I put shotgun shells in ear
Out of fear they've destroyed my
Have left
But I will have my in this lifetime or the next
I experience road rage, walk in a slow
Killed a handicapped man for in a regular parking place
my art with a leatherface, you must be kidding
I consider myself a dog trainer: I'm bitten
But been written a billion bars of dissin
for any rappers dead or that we've ever heard since we was children
My got built-in Pentium chips, my thoughts the fastest
For Shakespearian actors: "Chino busteth your asseth,
When I spithed acid" ... your freestyle was tight
You better rhyme of the head good, you can't read or
A bittin' kid that'll get twist if he front, no publicity
His flashes by his eyes quicker than Black History Month
What!

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

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

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

3]
Yo'
I ain't from Atlanta but I'll leave you
And blasted, all up like Schwarzenneger's accent
You has been, I split you
I from the heart
Yeah you iced out... how you slid off the chart
as I sit in the dark, a swoll beast
No peace, big Chi the police calling the police
I call Aziz,
Smoking I in its open
We ain't scared of jail we wanna go
Blast in yo' back, bullets in the column of your spine
More than Columbine and Palestine combined, Forty-eight
spic, half black
Sex symbol to the
Keep my number listed so my can find me easier
In sales you ain't dealing me
I'm Puerto Rican and I got enough relatives to buy me platinum with me
I will be, overthrown... I'm unbelievable
Like the that D'angelo's baby's mom is Angie Stone
What!

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