Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

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

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

Yo, I don't understand how cats sip Daqueri's
Like it's all good at the hit factory
Be on fifty-fourth, whole backing me
All that click clackery, take your wrappery

I ain't no rapper, B, I skeet
And I can't act, turned down movies
So gimme your chain, your jewels and your
And fast food, I'll eat your food fast

My ass, carry three weapons
And I'll give your face a C section and stepping
Who else in a hurry to
We kill girls, rape 'em, their skirts

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

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

I'm a to anybody in your damn family
Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your
Your right hand man, Randy, me
In Antlanta, I got an outlandish piece
And a matching land, Desert

You know the one the whips, that's me
The one with the 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 that be mad dick, you
The one that's of some yay yo
wanna lay low 'cause your girl say so, you, biatch

I could you some ice
you a bite
You not that dog, who told you you're nice
crew, switch siders

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

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

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

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

is for my niggas that load the pipe
Saying I'm the best, just not right
You my life
Drink, smoke, roll some

the hiest
Know I'm a patrol schiest
We all get
Ma, all your rice

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

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

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

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

The one scared of a scuffle, you
The one say, "Baby girl, I love you" you
The one that talk hustling, never seen a oven
You all about nothing, you

Told you I got us 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
bitch