Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Future. . .2001

Yeah, to MC Breed
Def Squad, 2002, uh

Aiyyo this sound hard, somethin funky gon' dance to
the record a second, and a chance to
Hittin like a scene of amazement
Floored by Sermon arrangement
I can never do (uh-huh)
So now I'm lookin dead at you, so what you do?
You out the sounds of a scholar
You say, "Hi E - 'em HOLLA, HOLLA!"
I'm the E Double, and I proclaim my
Straight up big game, peep all
I'm like a rhino, through the roughest pack
They figure I'm a trigga happy so they step back
E, the
Who last the longest and who the
It's not a game, it's to see (ha)
Check out the of E, and the Squad of D

"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all"
Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo'

I never got caught with a
If you ever do, it would be with me yo
I the one to be servin up a ki' yo
I sell work, but it's like sellin beats yo
Yo - I never to worry about me gettin jumped
If I do, R-E-D, pop the trunk
Me and my crew, got somethin for all (uhh)
When I'm on the mic, play at all
I mad G's a week, boomin at my peak
Everytime the E's asked to program a
I put it like this for everybody
Then throw a Def cool out party
Takin over, barkin like a named Rover
(Woof!) I'm pickin suckers like a clover
They lyrics on the mic cause they cobras
Are they sayin E.D.'s? ain't no future in yo' frontin

"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all"
Ain't no future in yo' frontin

Yo, I'm the E, the E and
Down my homey Keith, and the R-E-D and
talk shit cause we still be disagreein
I give a FUCK cause I'm from N.Y.C
In the city, where pretty low
If you ever shoot through my city NOW YOU
We get biz, and we got
If you don't feel this, nigga break wide
be lookin, for the M-O-N-E-Y
Livin illegal, is the way, so die
Cause I got time, to see if things work out
Things get hard I'm robbin no
That be the way, E.D. can not be
Never change the ways of the world of the
If I was the President, I'd fat
Leave it up to me, I'd the White House black
no future in yo' frontin

"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all"
Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no in yo' frontin

Yo, I got dough in my pocket, not rollin
If I was a fiend then my gold be stolen
Put my E, on everything I own
My truck, outlined in chrome
Shined up good, ride through your
StarTec phone, fat rims, and the
Music around and, can I have a drop?
Just because I'm ridin people think I'm sellin
no future in yo' frontin

"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all"
Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no in yo' frontin

Yo, I'm to the rules of the world
Livin raw, cause I never liked the law
Wear top ten on my ass my own
the game, tit for tat to the fiends
Make much dough but never break a
Time to move My niggaz sayin BET
You got my back and I got
What is it? Tear down the doors

"To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all"
Ain't no in yo' frontin
"To the y'all" "To the beat y'all"
no future in yo' frontin
"To the y'all" "To the beat y'all"
Ain't no in yo' frontin
"To the beat y'all" "To the y'all"

Uhh, yo, combustible, uhh
Uhh, yeah, huh, Def
Huh, PPP uhh
Funky y'all, huh uh, Phillie addict uh
Keith Murray word up
Uh-huh, yeah, Daytona
Uhh, uhh, Khari
Sy Scott, uh, what? How we do
Uh, all day
Def Squad, uh, uh to MC Breed
Uh-huh, yo, uh-huh, yeah
it out y'all, uh