Luyện nghe bài hát Yung Spike Lee

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

[Verse 1: Darnell
It's the feelin', the feelin' so sick of the feelin'
The doctor's writin' because my mental work different
They I'm stupid and timid, I say tormented and gifted
I put that weight on my shoulders, most of you hoes couldn't it
Where is my and swishas? Them two be liftin' my spirits
My mama told me the truth, I was just too to hear it
Felt you too broke to fear it, Satan been my spirit
I pray to God 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 bangin' but I that shit like every day
I'm that nigga with the frames and the plates
The one these wanna fuck but this dick ain't free
Bitch, I'm an MVP the west of the D
Nah, the sugar coatin', bitch, I'm the best of the D
Got a problem, tweet, DM my message to me
I reply time, that nigga fuck what you think, LOL

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

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

[Verse 3: Williams]
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 [?], he kill whoever you with
I wish I could give a but that shit don't pay the rent
Don't really care for you niggas, like the U.S.
And you know, you goin' broke you lack common sense
40 acres, keep the mule, I need girl number 6, shit

[Chorus: Williams]
What's a critic to a like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin' tee
Turn the lights out then I do the thing
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch, I'm 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
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch, I'm young Lee