Luyện nghe bài hát To Whom This May Concern

Shit, if the fit,
Wear it, fuck it,

To this may concern
All you rappers with all that to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me make clear
They'll have a new nigga next

To whom this may
All you with all that fetti to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me this clear
They'll have a new nigga next

I know you're like a light
I know record sales, is politics and hype
I you're boohoo'n
none of your royalty statements
Never had a attached to 'em

Famous but unrecoupedm, circumstances on
Large ass video budgets and out advancements
Uhh, March and September, that's a ways, 40, 40?
Oh, he get paid every thirty days,

Uhh, I no lame
I'm different from y'all, I come from the
From the game, I ain't explain
I been hella raw, I been game

I seen you on the
I saw you when you got that MTV
Uh, number one on
Congratulations playa, dude, can I yo' hand?

Oh, you don't shake my hand, now you too good now?
Oh, it's that you 'sidin on yo' folks now?
Enjoy it you're here
They'll have a new nigga next

To whom this may
All you with all that fetti to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me make this
They'll have a new nigga year

To whom this may
All you with all that fetti to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me this clear
They'll have a new nigga year

Uhh, air play, directors from the Bay
Don't support rappers in the Yea
They figure we ain'ts hip hop
They lookin' for some mainstream flip

But I ain't finsta sit
Sit down and for this shit to come back around
Shit, I like to perk, whatchu like to do?
I to get out there and network

Charlie Hustle fall off? I it
Shit, when niggaz talkin' about me
when I'm gon' worry about it
And if they do, I'ma take the independent
A thousand units on the underground
Playboy, that's ghetto

Never a sweat
Slangin' albums the Internet
Ain't nuttin' but respect
They'll have a new next year

To whom this may
All you rappers with all that to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me this clear
have a new nigga next year

To whom may concern
All you rappers with all that to burn
The is finicky, so let me make this clear
have a new nigga next year

My loyal fans wanna know why so noticeable
And how come of E-40 lyrics
Ain't never been in The Source 'Hip-Hop
To tell the truth it's irkin' me 'cause I don't know

I ain't rappin' too fast, see y'all listenin' too slow
You can ask 'Zomba', I'm about a songs deep
Spittin' anthems that I done had
I been ran out of heat

I had to myself first
I didn't get my record deal based on a sixteen verse
Uhh, damn right and ever since 'Pac passed away
The West coast ain't eatin' right

If he was alive, I'd ask him for his
And if he was me, what would he do in sort of situation
Would he take off on these journalists, tell me you think?
For assassinatin' motherfuckers characters with all that bad

How gonna have me Top 50, number forty-three?
I'm a hog, shit, that's why I don't fuck Blaze
I fuck with Dog

To whom this may
All you with all that fetti to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me this clear
They'll have a new nigga next

To whom may concern
All you rappers with all that fetti to
The is finicky, so let me make this clear
They'll have a new nigga year

To whom this may
All you rappers all that fetti to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me make clear
have a new nigga next year

To this may concern
All you rappers with all fetti to burn
The industry is finicky, so let me make this
They'll have a new nigga next

Bitch, see what I'm sayin'? This is finicky
It's a fool out there, ya dum
Smell this
Hustle, millenium ballers nigga, bitch
you thoughtamajig, hoe