Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Thang

A nigga ready the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play?
Stay in your little hole, coward duck your head
You don't know who you be fucking with you'se off, dead
Is what I say, best run the way
In case of physical breakdown, y'all can now
My kitchen of heat, if you can't take the temp
yourself exempt
Pussy footing around don't be getting nowhere but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, die
By blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the I do
I got the nerve to serve you up just a waiter do, but no (no, no)
I take that back, that's my
and walking away, this ain't goin' work when they be robbing
As long as Big still living, never standing by my lonesome
up nigga, if you want some

Ain't no thang but a chicken
We having a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary
It's just a pimps(players), daddies(East Point)
It's all that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
no thang but a chicken wang
We having a smoke out in the with the Mary Jane
It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that in yo chest(It's the joint)

Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to up tits
It's that nigga down in the Dungeon them playeristic hits
I'm to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it's the
ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
I to sell dope, but in 1994
I'm Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik
But see these voices in my has got me reminiscing
About the days back when me had to work in kitchens
She had me making better grades to make a better
But I never had no love or respect, cause we goin' be
I ran the streets and broke my curfew cause I gave a
I carried guns and butcher knives I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so to say goodbye, I'm a man now
I'm at the end of my street, so it's time to take my now
I call the wild because it's time to the streets
So if you got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat
I'm ready to wet 'em up like
Just an international player, coming through stereo

Ain't no thang but a chicken
We a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), daddies(East Point)
It's all that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
no thang but a chicken wang
We having a out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
all about that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)

3-5-7 to your forehead, be mo' dead
cause pro, kid
But Lord forgive me, I gots to keep my right Be-near me
My nine be doing until these niggas wants to clear me off my street
But in my hood hood, they ghetto
Don't got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and let go
But I feel for them Chaka Khan feel for you
Ain't shit we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew
On the concrete, when we ran deep
Remember at the party when we served niggaz dandy
know not to test us, test me, do me, try me
Trippin that drama, my Beretta's right beside me
One is in the air and one is the
Y'all ask me the fuck I'm doin, I'm releasin anger
to dodge danger, I'm takin it one day
At a time, I got the fattest dimes my way
You can sway Andre, I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch
let you know, yeah

Ain't no thang but a chicken
We having a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Jane
just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
Ain't no but a chicken wang
We having a smoke out in the Dungeon the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), daddies(East Point)
all about that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)

It's on my friend, on the again, I'm travelin
No more than 65 on 85 off in my
I got that Dre, he ridin shotgun
And got my pump my seat,
in case yougstas wanna have some fun
I'd do it if I to,
busting caps with this a heat and it clip up after clip
I'm packing my gauge, if I it
The glock, the gat, the nine, the
See I be busting like my amp be busting speakers
So how do you that Big Boi be scared to blast ya
You 'posed to be draw, but man, I hail 'em faster
1-2-3, you to think about the future
Before I shoot your ass and dilute your with lead
From my hollow tips, I'll you to an early grave
You slave, you better try another way
To take me out, is something difficult
Don't even run up on me, unless you want your brain
I'm out of bullets letting my last clip
I'ma kick you in your ass and your getting pistol whipped
You know how I do, you know that's how I do

Ain't no thang but a wang
We having a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Jane
It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all that see's in yo chest(It's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken
We a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that in yo chest(It's the joint)

Yeah and it stop and it don't quit, to the motherfucking
Organized Noize, PA, Mob, Big Gipp and all the niggas
Around the East way
College is really on the map
We coming around Atlanta and the niggas are really
With the motherfucking guns and the glocks
Steady is the gas nigga, don't it and it don't stop