Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got Time For Gamez

I got time for gamez
Fuck niggaz, I'ma pop that thang
And if they want drama can get that man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got for gamez
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop thang
And if they want drama they can get man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

Bitches simple and
messin' with me and I'm a grown man
I a pistol on me, don't think I'm playin'
hard hittin' nigga lemme hear ya'll sang

I coulda been a out slanging Cain
But instead nigga I was bangin' the
'Cause hardin' heat make a quit that playin'
It ain't no shame in my goddamn

I'm just an all nigga trying to do my
You get in my way and I'll make ya'll
Run your ass over like I was a
You talkin' ass don't say my name

And if you same my name you got fame
Rap this shit before every thang
And blanked on your ass I was to blame
The next time ya see me hit ya boy a chain
You hit ya boy a chain

I ain't got for gamez
these niggaz, I'ma pop that thang
And if they want they can get that man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, pop that thang
And if they drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I dedicate this to you fake
Supposed to be's who do some fake
See you in the street and they hug you like on some gay
Man we be so cool I see you, you share my fame
When I ain't around its like versus Saddam Hussein

Niggaz hate you for the smallest
I got niggaz mad at me 'cause I ain't 'em recording contracts
Nigga you can shut the or you can get shot the fuck up
Playa I know you when I owe you better double up

Fed up with this, bitches fuck this, they press they luck with this
I'm tough this, party grip and 50 callin' up your shit
People to shake hands, hug, squeeze with tight grips
But little do you when I touch em I see they life's trip

All the back stabbin' and and double crossin'
Quit telling me that you me nigga when you see me keep on walkin'
I got enough man as it is now
So I don't need a friend that's leadin' me now, bitch

They sent the unit out 'cause there was trouble at the club
Knowin' signs throwing up 'cause they don't give a fuck
Why even work a 9 to 5 when you can sell and rob
80 percent of the fuckin' club no nigga got no job

That's why we here gettin' buck, crunk, gettin' wild
our neighborhood I say God bless the child
If he can open up his eyes and realize it ain't
That we run the hood but the gun is still ours man

I ain't got for gamez
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop that
And if they drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop thang
And if want drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it