Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Love

Now $hort! I know you didn't think shit was over,
you ugly ass nigga!

Too $hort...
can save ya
Ain't no love, (4x)

Now mic down
out, mothafuckas
Lowin' the
the kid from the gutter
Punks get on
And sound so real
But real niggas don't get in court and
Yeah, regard all that punk ass Racia
Got on the stand and ran your
Like a bitch, little
Pooh-Man did it! did it!
He me with it!
is in session, $hort
And been indicted
Hoe Oakland busta
And you no love from the gutter
See we remember you had to have
A baserock and a nice hot bath
Smokin' and chokin', Sir Too
thinkin' about the day before
See you never fuck
With the real
I goes deep on you dopefiend
Got on the mic and me a punk
And funk is what you

So it is, junk
Dirty, tired, fucked
And get my off in his ass
Let's hood ride, mob, talkin' bad
No punk me check myself, partner
I gonna bust ya
I ride up and drop ya
But the is weak shit
And I'm down with this street
And you aint but a weak bitch
The ugliest in rap
Try to cap on the
From the hood
So when I see you all good

Too $hort...
Nothin' can ya
Aint no love, (4x)

Ant Banks: this...

I boarded to your ass last
But you didn't me dough
94 and Banks need a little more
Lips lookin' of luscious
down goes my zipper
Nigga, you can this
And you like slurpin' dicks
you ridin' on $hort's tip
Like a little bitch
Ridin' around in your
I left the Crew
And that's why you're now
The bigidy Banksta ain't no gigidy gigidy
When the truth out you aint shit but a pranksta
Try to hang in my hood out of place
With that blank ass on your face:
(What should I do? should I do?)
Now get in where you fit in,
Can't hang on the
you aint shit but a punk
So I ain't givin' no
To assume you want some mothafuckin'
Then it to the crew
So bring it on if your ass trip
And to hollow-tip, bitch
Blast ass, yes I would
Cause on the streets, nigga, it's all

Too $hort...
can save ya
Ain't no love,

Beep, beep,
Oh, goes my pager
And it's your bitch, yo, I think I best to her
her to the motel parking lot
Little light skinned bitch got just a too hot
goin' down, pannies comin' off
Another tramp bitch got toasted
I think you found out and got
Cause I was your bitch
And runnin' tellin' all the fellas
But you took her
And wanted to marry the
I dig her in this, mister
And bury the
spendin' all your cash and fix your teeth
$hort Dog must like ugly
Came at a wrong
Little cavity creep around with Nikes on
Bitch ass nigga ain't got no
Be ready to finish anythin' your ass started
I did funk with the best
So when you ridin' in lexus
Nigga, put on the
And stay the fuck out my
Cause death is a factor and all good

Too $hort...
Nothin' can ya
no love, $hort (4x)