Luyện nghe bài hát You Know Who

Alright man, win
I say it, at least for this song, hey

I said they lookin' for the realest, well, I'm as it get
Rap to the nigga hard who live in the 'jects
'Til some nigga wit her, ain't delivered 'em yet
My mouth is, but I got a pistol than that

I live and die by my respect so I honor the
niggaz who be out here flexin', stuntin' for hoes
And if you ain't never chose to nothin' before
Just the game is some you win and some you don't

But you begin again, start, it go
Learn to shoot a pistol, a O, how hard it go
Man, if you ain't ever heard of Pimp Squad
You better ask a real nigga or a you know

'Cause you ain't ready for the pros, get it outta ya
You in over head, way out of your lane
I sayin' I'm filthy rich and got it from Caine
So would you say them know if they done got it the same, right?

'Cause you know who, you know
Of the you know where, goin' us, too unfair
'Cause you do a show, we got kinfolk there
And now you know I ain't no more, not a tin there

It's you know who, you what
Of the you know where, beef now you go there
And if you do, do not use our copy producers, he won't
If he leave the alone, pimpin' he won't share man

I know you think you out gettin' it in
But whatcha doin', I done did it once and did it
I had a trap between runnin' living in sin
He done settlin' down, nine million or ten

I give a damn if I never sell a again
I gotta thank you a million for just me in
But now I'm settlin' in, gettin' to the view
On top, won't stop I'm huger than you

Gon' Who? Me, pimp you losin' your screws
We dope if you lettin' niggaz shoot into you
No, you ain't ready for the I'm introducin' to you
The roof in the back of the park translucent as you

So now your nigga dressin' up, man, do you do
I got style, pimp, it's more just the suit and the shoe
This been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government
I'm than any of these other niggaz
Southern with deals, for real

'Cause you know who, you what
Of the you know where, against us, too unfair
'Cause everywhere you do a show, we got there
And now you know I ain't no more, not a tin folk

It's you know who, you what
Of the you know where, beef now don't you go
And if you do, do not use our copy producers, he won't
If he leave the alone, pimpin' he won't share man