Luyện nghe bài hát Popular Demand

Mami you miss me don't
Haters wish you? could hit me you?
Heh, you should call me
I understand I'm back by demand
new C-L fly
Outside of eating chicken and fries
come holla at ya uncle
I understand I'm back by demand

You are now to The All-Time Phenomenal
Used to bag work in V.A. at the Lo'
Now I'm laying out at the Delano
But don't get it twisted the in the lining though
Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like though
Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing
Pull up in the C-L the shit's
Hoes lining up on the curb fall like dominoes
Used to have white bitch she looked like Madonna though
Heard that she LeBron, but shit I don't know
Like that Bron-Bron? I had that long ago
Butt-naked on the balcony at the
I mean the Delano I mean Pharrell'll
The shop bitch from D.C. hey P let 'em know! (Yeah that bitch was hot)
yeah but it was time to go
Them hoes in eenie, meanie, miny-moe! Yugch!

Mami you me don't you?
Haters wish you could hit me don't
Heh, You should call me
I understand I'm back by popular
new C-L fly
Outside of Popeye's eating and fries
Yeah holla at ya uncle
I I'm back by popular demand

Why wouldn't I be? at shorty
Damn! good down to the cuticles
I'm Cam! What's your name
man! I could get used to you
Or the ram! if you knew I used to do
But call me yeah Uncle Cam
I tax 'em. (Like who?) Like Sam
From the jungle fam where niggas bundle
From below you tumble get merked on the
And the gat on the on the hip
And I keep a Pharrell the Clipse
Drive a hard (bargain), I'm Harlem's only Gagarin
Car foreign, the man stood-stood stutter-fied
I know ya moms well, ya mother Hi.
I'm the other guy that got ya mother
Coke a caterpillar I make butter-fly (Mami you miss me don't you?)

Haters wish you could hit me don't
Heh, You should call me
I understand I'm back by popular
new C-L fly
Outside of eating chicken and fries
Yeah holla at ya uncle
I understand I'm by popular demand

the boy's back
For pushing a mountain of caps to avoiding the Kojak
The of the coke rap
I'm dancing the stars stepping on blow doing the toe-tap
The dope like I had it on Lo-Jack
It made its way home like a road map I this
If I mislead any kid fatherless
That burden's on my as long I exist
Generation lost saying they can't reach us
The answer is the Lord like Saturday Night
I kept in the crib it made me a light
Whether watching for the Feds or the Grim Reaper.
Way deeper than rap money and hoes, it's than that
Fight the temptation but it coming back
Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it
Who knew them commas meant you could your common sense?
Before it's too late all I can tell 'em is unh! (Mami you miss me don't you?)

Haters you could hit me don't you?
Heh, You call me uncle
I I'm back by popular demand
new C-L fly
Outside of eating chicken and fries
come holla at ya uncle
I understand I'm by popular demand