Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Love

Now $hort! I know you think that shit was over,
you ugly ass nigga!

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

Now mickity mic
out, mothafuckas
Lowin' the
It's the kid from the
get on tapes
And they sound so
But real niggas don't get in and squeal
Yeah, regard all that ass Racia shit
Got on the stand and ran mouth
Like a bitch, little
Pooh-Man did it! did it!
He me with it!
Court is in session,
And you've indicted
Hoe trusta Oakland
And you gets no love from the
See we remember when you had to
A baserock cawy and a hot bath
and chokin', Sir Too $hort
Just thinkin' about the day
See you never shouldn't
With the real
I goes deep on you nigga
Got on the mic and called me a
And funk is what you

So there it is,
Dirty, tired, around
And get my off in his ass
Let's ride, mob, fuck talkin' bad
No punk let's me check myself,
I ain't bust ya
I ride up and drop ya
But the is weak shit
And I'm down with street shit
And you aint shit but a bitch
The nigga in rap
Try to cap on the
From the hood
So when I see you it's all

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

Ant read this...

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

Too $hort...
can save ya
no love, $hort

Beep, beep,
Oh, there goes my
And it's your bitch, yo, I I best to fade her
Took her to the motel lot
light skinned bitch got just a little too hot
it's goin' down, comin' off
Another tramp got automatically toasted
I you found out and got jealous
Cause I was diggin' your
And runnin' tellin' all the fellas
But you took her
And to marry the bitch
I would dig her in this,
And the bitch
Stop all your cash and fix your teeth
$hort Dog must like bein'
Came at a wrong
Little cavity creep around with Nikes on
Bitch ass nigga got no heart
Be ready to finish anythin' your punk ass
Cause I did funk with the
So when you ridin' in your
Nigga, put on the
And the fuck out my hood
death is a factor and it's all good

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