Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't Them

Picking out my fro my fist comb
I got a tab at the Stone baby, long
My little brother was a little trouble
I hope that he doesn't that it's in this song
town lunchin', talking 'bout how to run things
He said wanted something
Waka, Jeezy, and Future got the streets down
Copycats making sure Tip keep crown
I'm fucking 'round with the truth, went to see The
Quest brought me on stage in a suit
I went hard cause niggas say I'm soft
Even Black Thought thought I it a little hard, I gotta be honest
Feeling the other stuff is kinda behind us
Making jokes here and done got us some dollars
I'm tryna show the whole world it is and it ain't a game
He said homie the course, ain't shit changed
Weird night and everybody was
out with Questlove reminiscing 'bout Whitney
He like, "Man, we can't make it to 50?!"
That me, I sent a long text message to my mom and pop
I got the same speech when I left 30
My mom like "Why you leave a good job?"
My dad like "Do thing, boy, don't stop"
Shout out to my nigga Lud, out to my nigga Swank
For hanging at the crib and telling me you think
Speak from your heart and compromise what you feel is real
And never let these people tell you how to feel
let anybody tell you how to feel
I what they had back in the fourth grade
Family vacas, you I did it all
to see my little sis by a waterfall
My great granddad bought his own
Walk to Virginia to start his own peanut farm
So be alarmed, man I'm royalty
Jam of the week,
No cosign, no
More swag, pull back on the
Starving, every track means lunch
I'm a star, how could I not
Fuck boys chase chicks
And niggas who stopped after 1.6
DG Lover ain't to fuck wit'
ain't nothing to fuck wit'
And what's a leader if he isn't
Too bad for y'all, I'm off
I'm not Asher Roth, I don't on my bread
Dick stay close, I might flash a ball
Sometimes, all this shit make a nigga guilty
I used to with them roaches
Back of my mind though, I the show gets cancelled
Maybe then I can
Hawaii touch down, go baby put your shades on
East Side! Side to the gravestone!
Brown liquor, but my girl in
Nigga, you got like a sale at Best Buy
Hold up, up, we can do better
Put my voice on the track, man that shit is much
At the at 8 AM
Hit the booth then eat, nigga we ain't them, we ain't them!
Drop a line, it's Facebook status
that shit about a week ago, you still mad at us
If something on your chest, nigga let it out
Cause I'm the da da da