Luyện nghe bài hát To Whom This May Concern

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

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

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

I know you're shinin' a light
I your record sales, is politics and hype
I know boohoo'n
'Cause none of royalty statements
had a check attached to 'em

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

Uhh, I ain't no
I'm from y'all, I come from the game
the game, I ain't gotta explain
I been hella raw, I been spittin'

I seen you on the
I saw you when you got MTV Award
Uh, one on SoundScan
Congratulations playa, dude, can I shake yo'

Oh, you wanna shake my hand, now you too good now?
Oh, it's that you 'sidin on yo' folks now?
it while you're here
They'll have a new next year

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

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 year

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

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

Charlie fall off? I doubt it
Shit, when stop talkin' about me
That's when I'm gon' worry it
And if they do, take the independent road
A hundred units on the underground
Playboy, ghetto gold

Never breakin' a
albums from the Internet
Ain't nuttin' but here
They'll a new nigga next year

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

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

My loyal fans wanna know why so noticeable
And how come none of lyrics
Ain't never been in The Source 'Hip-Hop
To tell the truth it's kinda irkin' me 'cause I don't

I ain't too fast, see y'all just listenin' too slow
You can ask 'Zomba', I'm about a thousand deep
Spittin' ghetto anthems that I had
I shoulda been ran out of

I had to prove myself
I didn't get my record deal based on a sixteen measure
Uhh, damn right and ever since dude passed away
The West ain't been eatin' right

If he was alive, I'd ask him for his
And if he was me, what would he do in this of situation
he take off on these journalists, tell me what 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 with Blaze
I fuck with Dog

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

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

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

Bitch, see what I'm sayin'? shit is finicky
It's a out there, ya dum dums
Smell nigga?
Charlie Hustle, millenium nigga, bitch
you thoughtamajig, hoe