Luyện nghe bài hát Truth (Why You Mad)

You get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you speakin' truth
You gon' get a people mad you speakin' lotta' truth
Oh you mad I'm stylin' on you

I you niggas the truth huh huh
And what'd you do it
You it and bought a bunch of fairy tales huh (uh, uh)
You niggas it
I did it for the mainstream (uh, uh)
Nah I wasn't with it
Truthfully I thought I'd rap like Common Sense
But I up my people been rapping like Common since
The hood is moving different than you
Consumerism's the new
There's Christians and fewer
Bishops them Jewish scriptures
A slew of with shoe addictions and niggas who
truly it all for the coupe if the roof is missing
On a mission
if I told you I knew the system
wanted the future their youth in prison
Who would
No to listen to dudes who spittin' while music's missing
Just booze and women jewels are drippin
But you was trippin' because
have nothing to do with wisdom
You ludicrous nigga
You's a (Amen)
We lost put that on the bible
us some Jordan's
We'll be ignoring distorting on what's
Even though there's a war on the poor
they was recording Jordan scoring titles
Me and your was more than vital
say my people are like Jelly Beans

Because nobody like the ones
Unless our culture then they like everything

I the truth I get attacked huh

You gon' get a lotta' mad you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad you lotta' truth
You get a lotta' people mad you speakin' lotta' truth

You gon' get a lotta' mad you speakin' lotta' truth
Oh you mad 'cause I'm on you

the truth nigga who the best in this industry
If it ain't Crooked Kendrick and Cole bitch it's me
You only tough 'cause you sniffing coke and sippin' Hennessy
I click re-lentlessly
I kill rich niggas
While I'm here I'm fucking all little bitches
All I said to that little thot was hello
Marshall called me the best out I him the kettle black
I'm like Nas I'm about the
My cars is parked in an garage like Das FX
I'm about the deposits I'm in debt 'cept I'm not in debt
I move in and I don't move
inside it unless I'm protected contracepts
I'm a
Thought you got me my was wet
God wept
I'm the yet
I'm as Ness
Your brides is but your skies in nest
I left my deposit on the Gaza
strip while I was my connect
Yes
I
I rap for checks
I rap to kill rappers and for my
I shall let this go pyrotech'
Lies gon' catch up and get lied to rest
I confess shit don't go right then I go
We not friends, do not flinch Tourette's
I'm on yo'
berets
I'ma show up where you did your last
gon' be yo' ass
I get you there I come to yo' ave
I get you there I come to yo' lab
Show up frontin' like I'm drunk with the
I'm a seasoned Slaughter House ya'll the beginners bro
If I'm starving you know I target dinner bowl
I'm a part of an augmented envision in image
of a team that brings all the women
When I'm stepping they got to check the weather
When I'm summoning brings autumn winters
I'm too up to understand under means
I'm coming it's humbling to all contenders
Male or we can bet your budget
I got asked in a interview where did I think I
be if I wasn't in this bitch the best who does it
That's easy I be somewhere else being the who does it