Luyện nghe bài hát U Wanna Be Me

Uhh, ooh, baby,
it thug and keep yo' heat
Na nah nah nah nah

Now slowly, thinkin' of all the things oppose me
I of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me
For crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid
Dead in the street, it's so pitiful

they love you, could be the bitch that even live with you
Mad at your riches, now she switched, miserable
'Cause she wanna dress like Bonnie, and Crystal do
But Crystal's single, broke and her niggaz too

I can do bad by myself, went rags to wealth
From to Bentleys to plenty ass bitches
Can't keep hands to they self no more
I'm like Hefner, you lesser

You a wanna be me, you can't you fagot, you bitch
You coward, you clown, you wanna be down
So u be me, you bitch, you phony
You clone me, u wanna be me, son, I'm the one and

But u be me, you suckers, you weak
You flunkies, you fake, you couldn't close on my worst day
But u wanna be me, I burn you and you a lesson
Concernin' mic profession, turn your direction

You can't be me, not in your fantasy
It's childish, should I to resort to violence?
Pay me a half a million, I'll consult your
And show you how to stay off my

That's the thing I hate the most, even call you a man
When you gotta call out my name to get you fans
No talent, you direction
You a pussy with a yeast

You unlucky, I'm your fuckin'
Plus I'm the real nigga alive
glass, Ill Will, the label get high
Realize, how many I gave you
Perhaps if you think back realize that I made you

U be me, you can't you fagot, you bitch
You coward, you clown, you just wanna be
So u wanna be me, you bitch, you
You clone me, u be me, son, I'm the one and only

But u wanna be me, you suckers, you
You flunkies, you fake, you couldn't come on my worst day
But u wanna be me, I you and learn you a lesson
Concernin' mic profession, turn your direction

You can't be me, I'm to walk a straight line
Why they tryin' to take mine? I'm past 8 Miles of state line
Eating, alligators and humming hearts
At the player's ball, Brianni suits, birds watch

As real millionaire, take place
Evil as Hitler's people
is God, son and I've come
From the God under pure
To the streets

You'll see that my is not to destroy your man
But to more to mankind and teach
MC, reach for your pens and papers
Lesson one be creative, what you made of

'Cause soon you'll be a grown man with the mic in hand
And understand to battle Nas, not in your
I'm the last nigga alive, understand that
And you my offspring, the sting

A bulletproof Porsche things, hard for you to understand
Nas the King, where my bricks, my band at?
me a gangster's theme, while you entertain me
If I ain't laughin' to the lions, throw your ass in

the fuck was you niggaz thinkin'?
Guns'll clutch if I get a inklin' you comin' for the kingpin
But I at you cowards, ha, ha, ha
me out, try, try, try

But u wanna be me, you can't, you fagot, you
You coward, you clown, you just be down
So u wanna be me, you bitch, you
You clone me, u wanna be me, son, I'm the one and

But u wanna be me, you suckers, you
You flunkies, you fake, you couldn't close on my worst day
But u wanna be me, I burn you and you a lesson
Concernin' mic profession, turn your direction, you can't be me