Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nuttin but Music

It's shit like I kick to these rich white kids
Who just might see how fucked up this sick is
Oops, I did it again, didn't I? My shit's
To figure out than Britney's tit size is

Ooh, I probably pissed you off again, I bitch?
So what? Christina kiss my grits
You know how many shit's I get if I I did
So, I can givin' these twisted little kids ideas

This just in, just dissed Justin
She fucked Ben, got tit fucked and dick sucked him
If Afflec can get his ass licked, how I can't
bitch, I'm rich, I can't understand this

Are those pictures made of us together on the Internet?
As close as I'm ever gonna get to it from the back
And shit when it comes to that I hit harder the back
Than when he's pluggin' Lethal in his fuckin' ass

Just give me one more chance, Britney hit me one more
Let me know what's on mind, Whitney give me one more line
To sniff, you fuckers what time it is
Fuck your jewelery, my record's almost diamond,

What's on in the world today?
People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's
Let it go, let it flow, let the times roll
Tell 'em Dre, it ain't but music

What's goin' on in the world
People fightin', feudin', lootin', okay
Let it go, let it flow, let the good roll
'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music

Eminem doesn't like N'Sync, I do
So fuck him and the Boys too
Whatever happened to the cast of Strokes
Mary's broke, snortin' coke and then an overdose

I got two little with me
Jackson sent two helicopters to get me
I'm up early wit my hair
Me and Mr. Furly, Laverne and Shirley

A lotta rappers are livin' in la la
That's why I let my out on the Baha Men
As bad as a I had, I'm not mad
I don't need to be a jackass to up my dad

My whole family's country, my grandmother's old
And she keeps askin' me why I rap wit a
But Granny, I'm a flunky, I be a junky
I could be hangin' the hoochies out at the club scene

To all the women in the house, hey
Show us your tits and shut your mouth, what?

Robert Downey, Brownie, Whitney Houston
The shit's confusin', Jackson, reverend scandal
Got George Michael's, Tevin Campbell's', PeeWee
Peep show places, restrooms, peep those cases

What's goin' on in the today?
People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's
Let it go, let it flow, let the times roll
Tell 'em Dre, it nuttin' but music

What's on in the world today?
People fightin', feudin', lootin', okay
Let it go, let it flow, let the good times
Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but

Huh, mom and dad probably mad at us, for what?
We done turned their kids little body snatchers
Ain't like where I'm from, we don't bite our
Are you sure you niggas 21 to carry guns?

It's sad but I'm glad I'm made to rhyme
Where you work you gettin' paid for that overtime
It's only music, media know it but they
I ain't in your light, so stay they hell up outta

Y'all the reason why Princess Diana ended up
If you people get I don't care, stop cryin'
Tryin to get us to leave what we say just ain't clean, uh, uh
But holdin' back on what I say ain't me

Now, what's these parents all mad
Your music is bad for, um, for teenage kids drink
More than Ted Danson in Cheers drink beers
We all fart and piss and out our bitch, shut up

or rich, I still do that same old shit
I don't jump in of a camera and change no shit
So when ask me about my sarcasticness
I just slap 'em, around and ask 'em this

goin' on in the world today?
People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's
Let it go, let it flow, let the times roll
Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but

goin' on in the world today?
People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's
Let it go, let it flow, let the good roll
Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but

Hoo hoo hoo