Luyện nghe bài hát Yung Spike Lee

[Intro: Darnell
What's a to a nigga like me?
What's a critic to a nigga me?
a critic to a nigga like me?
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch, I'm Spike Lee

1: Darnell Williams]
It's the feelin', the feelin' so sick of the feelin'
The doctor's writin' prescriptions because my mental work
They think I'm stupid and timid, I say tormented and
I put that weight on my shoulders, most of you hoes couldn't it
Where is my bitches and swishas? two be liftin' my spirits
My mama me the truth, I was just too high to hear it
Felt you too broke to fear it, Satan been chokin' my
I to God when they shootin', I know it's loud hope he hear it
I'm in the 40s with (what up), on MLK
Nah, I ain't but I live that shit like every day
I'm that nigga with the frames and the Michigan
The one these hoes wanna fuck but dick ain't free
Bitch, I'm an MVP from the of the D
Nah, fuck the coatin', bitch, I'm the best of the D
Got a problem, insta tweet, DM my to me
I reply every time, that nigga fuck you think, LOL

[Chorus: Darnell
a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin' tee
Turn the lights out then I do the right
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch, I'm Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Spike Lee, bitch, I'm Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a flick, bitch, I'm young Spike Lee

[Verse 2: Veggies]
Ayy, now get the fuck out your feelings, I give main chick the business
a movie like Spike, I play the roll as a villain
I'm not robbin' or dealin', I got my mind on a
I worried 'bout the hustle, got my own way to get it
Just landed in LA, scooped me in the 6
Ask him, "Who whip is this?" He it's, "District Virginia"
Like man, she gave me chips and I ain't pourin' up zips
I been the country, yeah, this Spanish currency

3: Darnell Williams]
Well I out in Hollywood, gettin' paid to direct
the shit out a nigga who won't be quiet on set
Ain't no in my town, bitch, I'm as nice as it get
He the summer [?], he kill whoever you with
I wish I could a fuck but that shit don't pay the rent
Don't really care for you niggas, the U.S. government
And you know, you goin' broke 'cause you common sense
Want 40 acres, keep the mule, I need girl number 6,

[Chorus: Darnell
What's a critic to a nigga me?
your wifey in a fuckin' white tee
Turn the lights out then I do the thing
Shoot a flick, bitch, I'm young Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Lee, bitch, I'm young Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Spike Lee and my dead threes
Turn the lights out then I do the thing
a fuckin' flick, bitch, I'm young Spike Lee