Luyện nghe bài hát Famous (Remix)

Yeah yeah, up? This your boy Uncle Murda
out to all the ladies that take care of their kids
all you bum bitches, wow

Man I can how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl me
I don't blame you for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to

told me let the beat rock

For all my Southside that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor still have sex
Why? I made bitch famous (God damn)
I that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick Kanye West
If you see 'em in the streets 'em Kanye's best
Why? They mad they famous (God damn)
They mad still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the tryna try his best
But he can't seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still famous (God damn)
Yeah we still hood

I just you to know
I loved you better your own kin did
the very start
I don't blame you much for wanting to be
(Maybach Music)
I wanted you to know

The furnace, fires, fortunes, and the
The aura is been known to fill the room
Boom, nigga who are you?
Roc-A-Fella Records on record to kill a
Vegas in my palms a don like the
Only one with beat taste from on my momma stew
For the ye I've been to be Karmaloop
Malcom X in his head say my name and here come to
Hands out my I cock it and let it loose
And Dame was Armadale on a nigga boots
Martin Luther real estate was a dream
Farrakhan's farm was one that I seen
The final call stay on your deen
Agent Provocateur stay on my queen
Mind your the killers can intervene
I'm half in the GQ magazine
Tours looking its Wrestlemania
I'm The Rock setting fires to the
Burn it then I'm off to anther beat
Might get to a freak just for a couple weeks
I can't afford
If you not a playboy that's I can't endorse
Win, lose, or draw William living like he Biggie
Balling its tax I was born to be a boss
See that your froze
Brown lockjaw, Whitney Houston in the ghost
Coogie and causalities of the fame
bitch MCM she even tagging my name

How you right now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Let me see your middle in the air
Let me see you act up in this
How you feelin', how you feelin, how you feelin' in this fucker, god damn

One you can't do is stop us now
You can't the thing now
Man way too late, it's way too late, it's way too late you can't fuck with us
To the left, to the
I wanna see everybody hands in the air this

I just you to know
loved you better than your own kin did
From the start
I don't you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to