Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got Time For Gamez

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't got for gamez
these niggaz, I'ma 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 to you fake niggaz
Supposed to be's who do some shit
See you in the street and they hug you like on some gay
Man we be so cool when I see you, you share my
When I around its like Bush versus Saddam Hussein

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

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

All the back stabbin' and jabbin' and crossin'
Quit telling me that you me nigga when you see me keep on walkin'
I got enemies man as it is now
So I need a posin' friend that's leadin' me now, bitch

sent the gang 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 dope and rob
80 percent of the fuckin' club no nigga got no job

That's why we here gettin' buck, gettin' crunk, gettin'
our neighborhood I say God bless the child
If he can open up his eyes and realize it shit
That we run the hood but the gun is still ours man

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