Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

I'm not to sit here and watch this go on any longer
You know they put my in the dark
And then expect me to look for my on some Mr. Magoo shit
Fuck, I look like, I'm not to watch this go on any longer

I'm on
Harlem, who else is to hold us down
niggas
Let's get it right time around, understand, killer

Yo, I understand how these cats sip Daqueri's
Like it's all good down at the hit
Be on fifty-fourth, clique backing me
All click clackery, take your wrist wrappery

I no rapper, B, I skeet oozies
And I act, turned down three movies
So your chain, your jewels and your cash
And your fast food, I'll eat food fast

My rude ass, carry three
And I'll give your a C section and keep stepping
Who else in a to mirk
We kill girls, rape 'em, bury skirts

Imagine me wake up 7:30 for work,
I'd rather run the streets 7:30 with
But met this knucklehead, thought he a order
Came and asked me, stop to his daughter

Said me, it's the man, be
Be glad I'm not in her damn
Got her handy
How you going to ever ask, stop candy

I'm a sell to in your damn family
Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grandmammy
Your right man, Randy, understand me
In Antlanta, I got an land piece
And a matching land, Desert

You know the one with the whips, me
The one the chips and the chips, that's me
The one with the toast, pants baggy, out get at me
Get at me, nigga, me

The one that be and dodging, you
The one be sucking mad dick, you
The one that's scared of yay yo
wanna lay low 'cause your girl say so, you, biatch

I could show you ice
Throw you a
You not that good dog, who told you nice
Your crew, switch

I come through, hey, Cam
Dick
But I only mess with Navigators twenty-eight
Six drivers, big buyers, where you live, we liver

Come through, stick suppliers
Mack so hoes, dick in saliva
her up, ma, put it on you mouth
Then I grab her and try to take her tonsils out

And I don't got beef, I don't play games
If I did though, believe me, I would say names
Go to your house, red dot, your crib
Smack earth, snatch your seeds, choke your wiz

My crew split, it was my
But to my nigga, Duke, we all make
I'm a get shit right if I my cake
Jimmy, I'm a get you up out of 5 H

This is for my niggas that the pipe
Saying I'm the best, not promoted right
You know my
Drink, smoke, roll some

Control the
I'm a patrol your schiest
We all get
Ma, keep all rice

ring, hell no
I all my ice
Niggas tried to make Cam all polite
on the set now, bitch, I'm like poltergiest

You the type about everything you got now
I you like, "Not now, you hot owl"
My rings like a dog, all rock
When I it, everybody shocked, "Wow!"

I see y'all concerned me
You ain't got to go to school to learn me

Yo, the one mad guns, that's me
The one the yay for twenty-three, that's me
The one with the ice, sliced, half price
Yoke nice, that's me

The one scared of a scuffle, you
The one say, "Baby girl, I love you" you
The one that talk about hustling, seen a oven
You all nothing, you biatch

you I got us this time around niggas
me some, huh
Harlem, I got us

Santana, Zeeky, Jim Jones, Salty
Feshon, run with us or run us or get run the fuck over
fuck us, so fuck y'all

Killa
bitch
Killa

bitch
Killa
Killa