Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't See Me

[King
I run old gangsterism on the normal
The name is King Tee, I pack like it's formal
With the utmost I be chillin
Knockin MC's out cause I'm the best in building
I be the G-R-E-A-T, majestic
Magical, radical, the is hectic
I, floss upon the scene in the front and back
Yeah, goes Big Daddy, heh
In my trunk I keep a fifth of 'gnac
in there with some extra hollow points for my
Cause I bust on fools, I down fools that front
The last of the few the funk
Tipsy, who flips the, rhymes like I'm crazy
You these artificial gangsters can't fade Tee
The G, from the C-P-T
I'm no joke on the fool, you can't see me

"To all my people the funk.." (Yeah)
You see me!
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
You see me!
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
"To all my with the funk.." ".. where ya at-at-at?"

Tee]
Huh, I'm into girls with fat cats
Hoochies, and hoes, and some
I take 'em to the Fox for the spin
but if they proper, we hit the Comfort Inn
I grab a fifth of and some Squirt
A fat bag of chronic we're coolin like Levert
on the porno flicks just to set the mood
Toss the bitch up and leave her ass in the
Cause a bitch ain't shit like told it
All I do is toss and let the man hold it
I chill at the bar that's the spot
where a bitch'll get ten dollars just rubbin on the
Yeah, Tee a trick won't work
You spend my money on no (??)
and that's real, from a real-ass G
I'ma just toss yo' ass a salad beatch, you can't see me

"To all my with the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
You see me!
"To all my people with the funk.." ".. ya at?"
You see me!
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
"To all my people with the funk.." ".. ya at?"

Tee]
Now I'ma take the verse to the neck
then ask next and, ask who wrecks?
I Tha Alkaholik spirit to the room
Down two 40's, hit the boom
Release all your doubts cause, I'm what it's
The funky drunk man, in front the stout
And niggaz test the fashion
I bring passion, for those who's askin
I trip I just, hit the switch for the funk shit
I don't fuck with the shit
I slang my rap like crack, and niggaz be
A quick blast for the
then spark, and yo oh, peace to Mark
for the beat from to the Compton streets
They'll know, the original G, from the
I "Act a Fool" on the funk boy, you see me

"To all my with the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
You see me!
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
You see me!
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"

{*scratches ad-libbed to