Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No N****

Ain't no nigga like a nigga
'Cause the rest of y'all ain't shit
(Ain't shit)
Ain't no nigga like a nigga
So the rest of y'all eat-a-dick
(Eat-a-dick)

Them talkin' shit, mayne fuck that bitch
Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne that bitch
Them niggaz shit, mayne fuck that bitch
Them talkin' shit, I'm a dump my clip

I'm takin' my off, I'm drinkin' a cup or two
Y'all niggaz ain't trill that's why we fuck with you
Y'all don't smoke dro, and y'all drank lean
scare face and the underground king

Now you me, now you feel me
Now you love it nigga we thuggin'
My twenty-fours rubbin' 'cause my rims are too
I got my own liquor, now I can't hold the wheel

I been drinkin' while as the lights blinkin'
My gold shinin' with the mall, black diamonds
Me and tag teaming again
ya lazy ass up you bad dreamin' again

Ain't no like a H-town nigga
the rest of y'all niggaz ain't shit
(Ain't shit)
Ain't no like a Mississippi nigga
So the rest of y'all eat-a-dick
(Eat-a-dick)

Them niggaz talkin' shit, fuck that bitch
niggaz talkin' shit, mayne fuck that bitch
Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne fuck that
Them niggaz talkin' shit, I'm a my clip

I walk into the party mayne and sprayin'
Bitches through the air of the shit that you sayin'
If you ballin' nigga bring it mayne fuck yo
again all in David Banner, Lil' Flip

Like a pimp, get crunk, hoe collect me some
And if you trill send it out girl bring all ya
We swisha, Mr. Mississippi all in ya back
When it's over you can hop yo ass straight out the 'Lac

Respect the time of the jack it's all good
With some on my seats, steering wheel all wood
Mayne go on tell the feds like a pussy should
Yeah tick, tick, tick bitch we up ya hood

Ain't no nigga like a nigga
'Cause the rest of y'all ain't shit
(Ain't shit)
Ain't no nigga a Mississippi nigga
So the rest of niggaz eat-a-dick
(Eat-a-dick)

Them niggaz talkin' shit, fuck that bitch
Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne that bitch
Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne fuck bitch
niggaz talkin' shit, I'm a dump my clip

You got Mr. Crunk and Mr. Layed
And if you hated like a pimp bitch this the
We droppin' hit after hit you know they us man
You want us for a show that's thirty-five grand

And we don't checks we want the green man
Don't make us run up that infrared beam man
Man, I'm all ya momma house, gun in yo mouth
And I'm a try to ya brains out
And remember what you niggaz say about the

Now they want a beat, now they want a
Now it's gonna hurt but you niggaz pain
I'm a put it in ya with my Mississippi mac
it bitch have a good day

It's A to the B C for the
Who couldn't my cash
It's left, to the right, to the left, to the
a motherfucker whippin' yo ass

Ain't no nigga like a H-town
'Cause the rest of niggaz ain't shit
(Ain't shit)
no nigga like a Mississippi nigga
So the rest of y'all eat-a-dick
(Eat-a-dick)

Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne that bitch
Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne fuck that
Them niggaz talkin' shit, mayne fuck that
niggaz talkin' shit, I'm a dump my clip

Ain't no nigga like a nigga
'Cause the rest of y'all niggaz shit
(Ain't shit)
Ain't no nigga a Mississippi nigga
So the rest of y'all eat-a-dick
(Eat-a-dick)