Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't See Me

[King
I run that old gangsterism on the
The name is King Tee, I guns like it's formal
With the respect I be chillin
Knockin MC's out I'm the best in this building
I be the G-R-E-A-T, plus
Magical, radical, the is hectic
I, floss upon the in the front and back Caddy
Yeah, goes Big Daddy, heh
In my I keep a whole fifth of 'gnac
in there with some extra hollow points for my
Cause I bust on fools, I shoot down fools front
The of the few with the funk
Tipsy, who flips the, rhymes like I'm crazy
You know these artificial 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 people the funk.." (Yeah)
You see me!
"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
You see me!
"To all my with the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
"To all my with the funk.." ".. where ya at-at-at?"

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

"To all my people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
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 with the funk.." ".. ya at?"

Tee]
Now I'ma take the verse to the neck
then ask who's next and, ask who
I bring Tha spirit to the room
two 40's, then hit the boom
Release all your doubts cause, I'm it's about
The funky drunk man, in front with the
And wanna test the fashion
cause I bring passion, for those who's
I don't trip I just, hit the for the funk shit
I don't fuck with the shit
I slang my rap like crack, and niggaz be
A quick for the buck
then spark, and yo oh, peace to Mark
for the beat from to the Compton streets
They'll know, the original G, the C-P-T
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 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?"

{*scratches to fade*}