Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't See Me

[King
I run that old gangsterism on the
The is King Tee, I pack guns like it's formal
With the utmost I be chillin
MC's out cause I'm the best in this 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 hollow for my strap
Cause I bust on fools, I shoot down that front
The of the few with the funk
King Tipsy, who the, rhymes like I'm crazy
You know artificial gangsters can't fade Tee
The original G, the C-P-T
I'm no on the funk fool, you can't see me

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

[King
Huh, I'm really into girls with fat
Hoochies, and hoes, and some
I take 'em to the Snooty Fox for the
but if they real proper, we hit the Inn
I grab a fifth of and some Squirt
A fat bag of chronic we're coolin like Levert
Turn on the flicks just to set the mood
the bitch up and leave her ass in the room
Cause a bitch ain't like Snoop told it
All I do is and let the next man hold it
I chill at the bar because the spot
where a bitch'll get ten dollars just on the cock
Yeah, Tee bein a won't work
You won't my money on no (??)
and that's real, comin from a G
I'ma just toss yo' ass 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 people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"
"To all my with the funk.." ".. where ya at?"

Tee]
Now I'ma take the third verse to the
then ask next and, ask who wrecks?
I bring Tha Alkaholik to the room
Down two 40's, then hit the
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 don't trip I just, hit the for the funk shit
I don't fuck with the shit
I slang my rap crack, and niggaz be cluckin
A quick blast for the
then they spark, and yo oh, to Mark
for the beat from Carolina to the streets
know, the original G, from the C-P-T
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 people the funk.." ".. where ya at?"

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