Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Love

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

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

Now mic down
out, mothafuckas
Lowin' the
It's the kid from the
get on tapes
And they sound so
But niggas don't get in court and squeal
Yeah, regard all that punk ass Racia
Got on the stand and ran your
Like a bitch, snitch
did it! Pooh-Man did it!
He made me it!
is in session, $hort
And you've indicted
Hoe trusta busta
And you gets no love from the
See we when you had to have
A baserock cawy and a hot bath
and chokin', Sir Too $hort
Just about the day before
See you shouldn't fuck
With the real
I goes deep on you nigga
Got on the mic and me a punk
And is what you want

So there it is,
Dirty, tired, fucked
And get my off in his ass
Let's hood ride, mob, fuck bad
No punk let's me 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 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...
Nothin' can ya
Aint no love, (4x)

Ant read this...

I boarded to ass last year
But you didn't me dough
It's 94 and Banks a little more
lookin' hell of luscious
Digidy down my zipper
Nigga, you can this
And you must like dicks
Because you ridin' on tip
Like a jockin' little
around in your too-$hort-hand-me-down
I left the Crew
And that's why clownin' now
The Banksta ain't no gigidy gigidy gangsta
When the comes out you aint shit but a pranksta
Try to hang in my hood lookin' out of
With blank ass look on your face:
(What should I do? should I do?)
Now get in where you fit in,
hang on the block
Cause you shit but a punk
So I ain't no rule
To assume you want some mothafuckin'
bring it to the crew
So it on if your ass wanna trip
And to hollow-tip, bitch
that ass, yes I would
Cause on the streets, nigga, it's all

Too $hort...
Nothin' can 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 parking lot
Little light bitch got just a little too hot
it's goin' down, pannies off
Another tramp got automatically toasted
I think you out and got jealous
I was diggin' your bitch
And runnin' back all the fellas
But you took her
And wanted to the bitch
I would dig her in this,
And bury the
spendin' all your cash and fix your teeth
$hort Dog must like ugly
Came at a nigga
Little creep walkin' around with Nikes on
Bitch ass nigga got no heart
Be ready to finish anythin' punk ass started
I did funk with the best
So when you ridin' in your
Nigga, put on the
And stay the fuck out my
Cause is a factor and it's all good

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