Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Love

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

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

Now mickity mic
out, mothafuckas
Lowin' the
It's the kid the gutter
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 and ran your mouth
Like a bitch, snitch
did it! Pooh-Man did it!
He made me it!
Court is in session,
And you've been
Hoe trusta Oakland
And you gets no from the gutter
See we when you had to have
A baserock cawy and a nice hot
and chokin', Sir Too $hort
Just thinkin' about the day
See you never shouldn't
With the killa
I goes deep on you nigga
Got on the mic and called me a
And funk is what you

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

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

Ant read this...

I boarded to your ass year
But you didn't hear me
It's 94 and Banks a little more
Lips lookin' of luscious
Digidy down my zipper
Nigga, you can this
And you must slurpin' dicks
Because you on $hort's tip
Like a little bitch
around in your too-$hort-hand-me-down
I the Dangerous Crew
And that's why clownin' now
The Banksta ain't no gigidy gigidy gangsta
When the truth comes out you aint shit but a
Try to hang in my lookin' out of place
that blank ass look on your face:
(What should I do? should 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 want mothafuckin' funk
Then bring it to the
So bring it on if ass wanna trip
And to hollow-tip, bitch
Blast ass, yes I would
Cause on the streets, nigga, all good

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

Beep, beep,
Oh, there my pager
And it's your bitch, yo, I think I to fade her
her to the motel parking lot
Little light skinned bitch got a little too hot
it's goin' down, pannies off
Another tramp bitch got automatically
I think you out and got jealous
Cause I was diggin' bitch
And runnin' back tellin' all the
But you took her
And wanted to marry the
I dig her in this, mister
And bury the
Stop spendin' all your and fix your teeth
$hort Dog like bein' ugly
Came at a nigga
Little cavity creep walkin' with Nikes on
Bitch ass nigga got no heart
Be ready to anythin' your punk ass started
Cause I did funk with the
So you ridin' in your lexus
Nigga, put on the
And the fuck out my hood
death is a factor and it's all good

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