Luyện nghe bài hát Pullin Me In

Y'all know done messed up now right? Fo' real
You know, you messed up, I'm not
All beats is soundin' the same, y'all rhymin' the same
Some of y'all even wearing the same
And doin' the same videos
Shut up, you you messed up right?
That's why they brought me in this game
To bring it back to the essence

Oh yeah, and all this kill this, kill that, kill
Lemme tell you
(What, what)
The real killers, they're right over there
Waitin' for you to act like a killer, so they can you
Yo Sedeck, do me a yo
Yo tell on this side of the stage
To just move back a little 'cuz it's to get real rowdy
In the front yo, they yo

I could never forget the hip hop
I'ma dedicate this to everybody knew me when I was broke
at Burger King, hustlin' dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle
All the projects man, you know I'm sayin', yo

Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little somethin' for the new
Let know you ain't forget where you came from
Where you came
Every time I keep pullin' out, y'all pullin' me in, sin
Kick a somethin' for the street DJs
Let people know you forget where you came from
you came from

Yo, yo this the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how got here
But I like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to airport
L.A., I was told colors wherever you walk
Dirt, dirty south, I heard they run up in your
Shakespeare, no time to jive your girl through the blouse

What? MCs, y'all ain't nothing but
two lines is killin', or incarceration
Murderation, closed cremation
Closest you got to prison was seein' television
But I'ma go long as this phenomenon
Pass me a bandanna, two shots my Mag-num
All of that, to get attention
a few things I been dyin' to mention

Anyone talk about guns, buy the cartel
Any more beats soundin' the same, I'ma put your MPC to
Listen, on nas, it ain't hard to tell
Still like somebody's watching me like Rockwell
Talk about diamonds, I'ma kidnap
Talk the Fugues, I'ma break up the make up
Put your stake up, I'm about to work my way to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg y'all will get Jay-Z

Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little for the projects Clef
Let people you ain't forget where you came from
Where you from
time I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little for the hip hop fans
Let people know you ain't forget you came from
you came from

Hip hop fans, y'all like the in my house
No matter how faithful I am, still have your doubts
'bout, is he real in this relationship
Or did he go pop, and on the side get a
My mistress is a guitar, like Mozart
Paint murder on the wall just to show some art
And y'all start, and lose body parts
I suggest you start walkin', tell man stop talking

You know the scenario, the innocent is the first to go
And Dorothy sings somewhere the rainbow
Kum ba ya, got you trapped in wire
Dope delivery, but I'm the writer
Tall of Juda, deeper than books
Watch what you cook 'cuz you might get
Man, I real MCs
Like Kool G Rap, in graffiti

Before the plane, I used to take the
Watch fiends up they vein, moms raisin' Caine
Able's on the roof, cook a goose
To calm my nerve, I Vodka 180 proof
I'm in the shack, lay flat on my back
Two choices, rap or sell crack
Chose sell rap, but watch my back like I'm sellin'
'Cuz the music industry is the street format

I sold y'all Nappy Heads, to the score, to the
But yet y'all still wanted
Sedeck went back, came off wit a break
I blend so perfect, you would want it for your mix tape

Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a something for the brothers up north
Let people know you ain't forget where you came
Where you came
Every time I keep pullin' out, y'all pullin' me in, sin