Luyện nghe bài hát Federal

Don't cha'
Yeah, it's one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the rhyme
Fuckin' em' like that therapy, cha' know?
Fuckin' em' like that there beats, don't cha'

Yeah, it's another one of those potentate, dope, laid
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the line
em' like that therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats, I'm a hustler

I'm goin' federal, justice ain't no miracle
em' up like that, puttin' in work something terrible
So before you mention to to me
You get up on my history

I'm known to the world as Mr.
Killin' motherfuckers off
Sittin' em' down
Spittin' ol' playa, gangsta shit

Tryin' to maintain a grip
V-Town, California where I was and raised since
I been a hustler on the go
Pop pos harass
Me and my Keesh I cash

wasn't groovin' at the time
So way we got out was cuttin' grass
Leader not a follower, became a hill baller
Put a group called the C L I C K
And I was the caller, I'm goin' federal

I'm just a hustler, I'm just a hustler don't cha'
I'm just a hustler, I'm just a hustler cha' know

Why don't get up on this mic
And spit some of ol' gangsta shit back at em' man, would ya?

I'm on the nickels, they only made like four of
Front row seats at the
long, expensive flights
I love playin' hully

'Cause I nothin' nice on them dice
So you gamble against a hustler
I advise you to twice
Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot pig
96, 6 big screen I bought for my kid

kind of comfortable
40 comin' through with the number
From blocks and away you can here the boom, blam, bumble
Full of petro, up the metro, I'm like federal
Hoes wanna get sexual cause see me on a pedestal

Nibblin' on my jock, like my big, ol' black tool is
Tellin' you man these heifers now is incredible
Dishin' them one time
Through alleys, takin' other routes

Hoppin' over barb wire fences, ditches, puddles,
and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches, check it out
Takin' and shapin' and a bunch of riches
man, you can call me federal

Yeah man, these motherfucker be ridin' here
In these ass cars and what not man
these penitentiary chances
And ain't even got they grin on
Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he Mr.

I got boys from my team the up-most respect for me
For real lunatics that's to kill for me
Way too much love in my organization, I afford to take no loss
MC's be seelin' them tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss

It's all part of the rap game and that's the way it be goin'
E-40 tellin' em' like it is, shootin' the gift I be flowin'
as well go on and admit it, it's who you know
Not how damn you are
Everybody and their mama wanna rap fast but I'm the

why don't you slow it up a lil' something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin' this shit to these suckers timid
Well what about ones that don't be recognizin' ya game
Must be stuck on something either that or they're

style pop or rock, naw that ain't my forte
I'm sellin' a of units underground without any airplay
be wantin' to hear this type of shit when they roll
Man I'll never sell my
Motherfuckers you didn't know, I'm

Uh, E, you fuckin' em up like, E
It's like three years in this motherfucker

Hell yeah, you know a hog me had to put the peas in the pod
Let motherfuckers know what's goin' down in the rap game
You what I'm sayin', yeah
I'm a money hungry motherfucker, you what I'm sayin'
All about my scratch, artillery, arms and gats and shit

You know like that, that's
But you it's still some folks out there
That try to put bad names out for you and what not
What cha' gotta say about that, to type of niggas

Oh, you know what I'm sayin', I got good shit for them
You what I'm sayin

just get to spittin that ol' shit for they ass
Then just come through with some mo' shit like this here
Ya want me to drop that shit, it out

You can't me man, I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks, I'm makin' hits
You can't me man, I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits, ha

40, I'm goin'
Young Bucksy, he's goin'
Suga-T, goin' federal
Now D-Shot, he's federal

Booch, he's goin' federal
Levitti, he's goin'
The Head Point, he's goin'
Studio Time, he's goin'

forget Legit, he's goin' federal
The whole damn click, is goin'
Celly Cel, he's federal
Cavio, goin' federal

Def Daddy, he's goin'
Rap Dogg, he's goin'
Mr. Flamboyant, oh that's me
California livin', can't with me

Yeah motherfucker, that's really goin' on