Luyện nghe bài hát It Must Be Me

Wake up in the mornin', oh,
Had to cock the 9, niggas tryin' to steal my
Run out the back door, see them hit the fence
I'm you, life ain't Compton, it's a bitch

Let off a shots, goddamn, I missed
Sayin' fuck it anyway, let off the clip
I'm not to be fucked with I'm off liquor
Old English in my system to kill me a nigga

See, I remember back in the days, my A.K.
Ridin' 'round in my Impala with my full of haze
That's when I give a fuck, now I got my sons
Shoot a nigga, he die, public enemy one

But this ain't no action flick, no Johny Depp
When the TEC spit hollow tips in Lexus
So, don't fuck with a nigga
When he packin' a gat, yeah nigga, I strapped

Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Is it the Is it the J's?
Is it the Bentley with the colorways?
Or the old school sittin' on
What it be?

It's 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I'm to roll a swisher
'Cause that's what real niggas do when at home
E.S.P.N. on a 70 inch flatscreen
K.G.'s away Jersey blowin' chronic that

Gave up the hoop dreams, bubble with the dreams
Turn hood zombies into an track team
I got got shot and infiltrated the rap scene
Had to clear my life up, Doc. me the vaccine

Don't get it twisted, I click clack things
Red beam attached to and every strap
That I locked up in my basement
If I shoot a will I be known
For Jason, I don't know

Still got a sick phase for outs and car chases
Paccino 'cause we know niggas with scarred faces
And we go like D-boys with small faces
And we them Ferraris like y'all hate me

Pharrell I it's
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Is it the shades? Is it the
Is it the Bentley the four colorways?
Or the old school sittin' on glaze, could it be?

(You they ass is full)
Niggas can't fuck with me, stit
I guess I am a motha legend, Will Smith
All I'm missin' is a like Jaya, Bonnie and Clyde shit
Hit the fence like later, or we the dirt shit

Black rose phantom interior shit
And I got some kisses from a couple bitches
Them hoes, they testify, Beefs to Common
But Game keep it hood like Weez and top

stop comin' for the top
If it bakes a wound if Feralla headshot
Motha fucka and he take aim, bullets into your frame
My boss and allowed to when swallow your vein

Can't walk the club and take a piss
these new school rap niggas on my dick
Why you fuck around with you jewelry and all wrist?
I pull up with your pumpin' gangsta shit, now you know

Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Somethin' hot in here, nigga, it be me
Is it the Is it the J's?
Is it the Bentley with the colorways?
Or the old school sittin' on glaze, what it be?

Do you shawty, do your thing shawty
Do you thing shawty, err'body now
Do you thing shawty, do your thing
Do you shawty, err'body lookin' now

Go, go, go, go, go, go, err'body now
Go, go, go, go, go, go, lookin' now