Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Playin Yaself

Yo, are you a pimp, a No I'm not
Are you a man, and can you alone
Like a man has to Yes I can

Are you willing, to go out
And save the of our children
Even if it means losin' your own Yes I am
I believe you Jeru, you're
no-no-nothin' to worry about

Now, I don't a Lex
Others had their to flex, Jeru is up next
All, these so players up in the rap game
Got brothers on the sellin' cooked cocaine

It used to be La and, Jim Hats
But now it's Uzis Macs and, G-packs of
Everybody's psycho or some type of good
But me, I keep it real all swine like Jello

Don't drink Cristal, and I stand Mo
Never received for movin' a kilo
Or an ounce, make 'em bounce to this fake-pimp free
I knew hustlers, confessed in stereo

Or on video get caught know who turned
State's evidence, weapon, confession and fingerprints
Mama always said, "Watch what out your mouth"
Tight for the D A from here to down South

wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth
You're a player but only you be playin' yourself

With all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya yaself
all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself
With all that rah rah rah, ya yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya playin'

all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself
With all big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself
With all that Big Willie hop, ya playin yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya yaself

Now these is lookin' pretty from city to city
I refined a few I met, the country
The nitty gritty, all reality, no question
Actual fact like tight cause yeast infections

And sisters with minds get no respect when
ass is all hangin' out, playin' the bar section
Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, to the lab
I the truth, 'cause rhymin' is more than just my craft

Or a way to get ass or fast or blasted
Black women, sure you're respected
niggaz is kickin' that old off the wall shit,
Let 'em from jump, "Dead it", you're not ignorant

Knowledge, wisdom, understandin' is the key to
Put some clothes on ass if you respect yourself

With hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself
Everythin' all ya playin' yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya playin'

Everythin' all exposed ya yaself
With those tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself
With those type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya yaself

Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble
In the projects, or use to sell sex
Niggaz, nowadays is all this
So much yang, it's ridiculous

If you got so much where are the black distributors
And these record companies 'em down like mobsters
But impostors, commercial locks are not rastas
Always fakin' moves, never, moves

Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is down
You fools, you work all week and the devil
Back his for jewels
And the steak on your is filled with chemicals
Still, brothers brothers all battered and bruised

On the streets won't see snakes on my
The race is on, but I compete in this competition
Because I have a greater
I hope you listen

Knowledge, and understanding brings, long life and health
anything else and ya playin' yaself

So all that Big talk, hop, ya, playin' yaself
And all skin tight jeans, hon, ya playin' yaself
And all that rah rah rah, ya, playin'
Ya, playin' yaself, ya, playin'

And all those hooker type wears, baby, ya yaself
And all that big gun money, ya playin' yaself
all exposed, ya playin' yaself
Ya playin' yaself, ya yaself

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