Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't See Me

[King
I run that old on the normal
The name is King Tee, I pack guns like it's
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, plus
Magical, radical, the is hectic
I, floss the scene in the front and back Caddy
Yeah, here Big Daddy, heh
In my trunk I keep a whole fifth of
in there with some extra points for my strap
Cause I bust on fools, I shoot down that front
The last of the few the funk
King Tipsy, who flips the, rhymes I'm crazy
You these artificial gangsters can't fade Tee
The original G, the C-P-T
I'm no joke on the fool, you can't see me

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

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

"To all my people with the funk.." ".. 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?"

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

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

{*scratches to fade*}