Luyện nghe bài hát Pullin Me In

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

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

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

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

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 know how they got here
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young
New York, on my way to airport
L.A., I was wear colors wherever you walk
Dirt, dirty south, I they run up in your house
Shakespeare, no time to jive your girl through the blouse

What? MCs, y'all ain't but assassins
Every two lines is killin', or
Murderation, casket cremation
Closest you got to prison was barson television
But go long as this thug phenomenon
Pass me a bandanna, two shots from my
All of that, to get your
Here's a few things I been to mention

Anyone talk guns, I'ma buy the cartel
Any more soundin' the same, I'ma put your MPC to cell
Listen, reminiscing on nas, it ain't hard to
Still feel like somebody's watching me 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 'cuz y'all get Jay-Z

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

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

You know the scenario, the is always the first to go
And Dorothy somewhere over the rainbow
Kum ba ya, got you in barbed wire
Dope delivery, but I'm the writer
tribes of Juda, deeper than books
Watch what you cook you might get hooked
Man, I real MCs
Like G Rap, written in graffiti

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

I y'all Nappy Heads, to the score, to the carnival
But yet y'all still more
Since Sedeck went back, off wit a break
I blend so perfect, that you want it for your mix tape

time I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin
Kick a little something for the brothers up
Let people know you forget where you came from
Where you from
Every I keep pullin' out, y'all keep pullin' me in, sin