Luyện nghe bài hát Yung Spike Lee

[Intro: Darnell
a critic 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

[Verse 1: Williams]
It's the feelin', the feelin' so fuckin' of the feelin'
The writin' prescriptions because my mental work different
They think I'm and timid, I say tormented and gifted
I put that weight on my shoulders, of you hoes couldn't lift it
is my bitches and swishas? Them two be liftin' my spirits
My mama told me the truth, I was just too high to it
you too broke to fear it, Satan been chokin' my spirit
I pray to God when they shootin', I know it's loud he hear it
I'm in the 40s Crips (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 plates
The one these hoes wanna fuck but this dick ain't
Bitch, I'm an MVP from the of the D
Nah, the sugar coatin', bitch, I'm the best of the D
Got a problem, insta tweet, DM my to me
I reply every time, that fuck what you think, LOL

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

[Verse 2: Casey
Ayy, now get the fuck out your feelings, I give your main chick the
Make a movie like Spike, I 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, Darnell me in the 6
Ask him, "Who whip is this?" He it's, "District Virginia"
Like man, she me some chips and I ain't pourin' up zips
I been outta the country, yeah, Spanish currency

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

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