Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't Them

Picking out my fro my fist comb
I got a tab at the Stone baby, this
My little was having a little trouble
I hope that he doesn't care that it's in song
Korean town lunchin', talking how to run things
He Atlanta wanted something
Waka, Jeezy, and Future got the locked down
Copycats sure Tip keep that crown
I'm fucking with the truth, went to see The Roots
Quest me back on stage in a suit
I hard cause niggas say that I'm soft
Even Black Thought I maimed it a little hard, I gotta be honest
Feeling like the other stuff is kinda us
Making jokes and there done got us some dollars
I'm tryna show the whole world what it is and it ain't a
He said homie stay the course, ain't shit
Weird and everybody was tipsy
Hanging out with Questlove '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 30 Rock
My mom like "Why you leave a good job?"
My dad like "Do your thing, boy, stop"
out to my nigga Lud, shout out to my nigga Swank
For hanging at the crib and me what you think
Speak from your heart and compromise what you feel is real
And never let these white people you how to feel
let anybody tell you how to feel
I wanted what they had back in the grade
Family vacas, you I did it all
to see my little sis by a waterfall
My granddad bought his own freedom
Walk barefoot to to start his own peanut farm
So don't be alarmed, man I'm
Jam of the week,
No cosign, no
More swag, back on the punchlines
Starving, every track lunch time
I'm a star, how I not shine?
boys chase hype-track chicks
And niggas who stopped after 1.6
DG ain't nothing to fuck wit'
D-Money nothing to fuck wit'
And a leader if he isn't reluctant
Too bad for y'all, I'm off
I'm not Asher Roth, I don't on my bread
Dick riders stay close, I might flash a
Sometimes, all this shit a nigga feel guilty
I used to sleep with roaches
of my mind though, I hope the show gets cancelled
Maybe then I can
touch down, go ahead baby put your shades on
East Side! East to the gravestone!
liquor, but my girl in Bed-Stuy
Nigga, you got Drive like a sale at Buy
up, hold 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 them, nigga we ain't them!
Drop a line, your Facebook status
Said that about a week ago, you still mad at us
If there's something on your chest, let it out
Cause I'm the da da da