Luyện nghe bài hát Bully

Yo, check it out, it's fucked up, and I don't see one of us budging

I'm my anger
Though I'd like to be the
Of this ass little pussy's puny neck
It's my right to
That he my existence
But he displays complete lack of respect
That's what he says to
As he magazines to trash me
As he sits both feet up at his desk
Smokes a bag of his
And imagining things
And he can't see that he's manically depressed
And in his and envy
It just whirls him in a
As he turns on MTV and my face
He don't exist in this
So he just twists and he
and spins till he hurls himself into rage
And destroying him slowly
Cuz he not even know me
Even though he sees me everywhere he
So he tortures himself
He has no fortune and
So he extorts else to get his dough
And now he's acting a bully
So he tries to and pull me
But he knows he can't fool me so he's mad
He has no but to scream
And his voice up at me
Cuz it him to see that I ain't scared

You aint no (bully)
And I aint bowing to no (bully)
I won't it, aint gon coward to no (bully)
I'll be damned if I don't up to a (bully)
Fight like a man and my hands up to a (bully...)

And I know it must be fucking you emotionall(y...)

Now I'm not trying to no more enemies
No unfortunately
There's so many that just are
just keep pounding at me
Now I'm down with 50
Suddenly now I got beef with faggot Ja' [laughter]
But his ass is a puppet
Irv shove his whole hand up it
And just make him say he wants him to say
But Suge has on a string
And so nervous that he
Says anything to man to keep him at bay
So now Ja thinks he's so tough
And Inc's the big bad wolf
And they go huff and puff and our label down
But our building's made out of
So you ain't taking out
I dawg you just did a song Bobby Brown
So now you try to pull a card
And it backfires in face hard
Cuz you know we don't play that black and white
this stylist that you fucked
When you was up
Was just a man who's dressed up as a white

You must be to much (EEEE...)

Now what me the most
hip-hop is we so close
To picking up we left off with Big and Pac
We lost Jam Master J
Big L got away
Plus we Bugs, Slang Toungue, and Freaky Ta
like a never-ending cycle
That just seems to come circle
Everybody's be so fucking hard
I'm not myself
Cuz I been as well
I been known to lose it when someone says something
But as we as men
We learn to let shit go, but again
There's only so bullshit we can really stand
We all got reps to
When someone on our toes
It's no exception, it for every man
But if Irv really gave a
Ja like he claims he does
He'd wake him up and make his boy get off drugs
But he keeps feeding him pills
So if that E doesn't him
Someone from G-Unit will and I ain't
Dawg, I'm to you straight
If the situation
Any worse, we're gonna lose another to this game
And if I get killed for rap
I got a in cash
says I will get you back in Halie's name

Irvine, get your boy off (E...)

Get at me,