Luyện nghe bài hát That Would Be Me

1]
Chino, name in Indian: bear
Come fuck with me I put shotgun shells in ear
Out of fear destroyed my carrier
Have left
But I will have my revenge in lifetime or the next
I experience rage, walk in a slow pace
Killed a handicapped man for in a regular parking place
Learned my art with a leatherface, you must be
I consider myself a dog trainer: I'm most
But I've been written a billion bars of
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 read or write
A bittin' kid get twist if he front, no publicity stunt
His life flashes by his eyes than Black History Month
What!

(Chorus)
Yo'
Who the only on WB?
That be me!
Who the think is so sexy?
That be me!
Who the illest nigga Jersey?
Yo, 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, and plenty money?
would be me!
Start drama and see the illest papi, yo' what be me!

2]
Yo', Yo'
You wanna be a soldier but reppin' it right
Try me... detectors going 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 niggas
I roll with killers that spent time in the pen than ink
Don't even blink, and turn your down a decibel
Or start lookin' for studios that's
you a vegetable, trust,
I have the letters on your sweater standin' for "Fucked Up By Us"
We thrust into now
Grill holds back a Lee nail
You yell as you reach
You still wanna E-mail she
Your train of derails
dog, here's the details:
I you think you on a beach how I make you SEE shells/Seashells
My L.A. airport was infamous,
I ass the entire five hour flight
Plus three hour difference

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

3]
Yo'
I ain't Atlanta but I'll leave you outcasted/+OUTKASTED+
And blasted, all up like Schwarzenneger's accent
You has been, I you apart
I spit from the
Yeah you iced out... that's how you off the chart
Blindfolded as I sit in the dark, a beast
No peace, big Chi have the calling the police
I Aziz, omnipotence
Smoking I shine in its
We scared of jail we wanna go back
Blast in yo' back, nine bullets in the of your spine
than Columbine and Palestine combined, Forty-eight track
Half spic, half
Sex to the media
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 platinum living me
I never will be, overthrown... I'm
Like the fact that D'angelo's baby's mom is Stone
What!

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