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 up this sick life is
Oops, I did it again, didn't I? My shit's
To figure out what Britney's tit size is

Ooh, I probably pissed you off again, didn't I
So what? Christina Gaguilera my grits
You how many shit's I get if I wish I did
So, I can quit givin' these little kids ideas

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

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

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

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

What's goin' on in the world
fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay
Let it go, let it flow, let the good roll
Tell 'em Dre, it nuttin' but music

Eminem doesn't N'Sync, well I do
So him and the Backstreet Boys too
Whatever to the cast of Different Strokes
Mary's broke, Ty's snortin' coke and then an

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

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

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

To all the independent in the house, hey
Show us your tits and your motherfuckin' mouth, what?

Downey, Bobby Brownie, Whitney Houston
The shit's confusin', Jesse Jackson, scandal
Got George Michael's, Campbell's', PeeWee Herman's
Peep show places, public restrooms, those cases

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

What's goin' on in the 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

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

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

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

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

Broke or rich, I still do same old shit
I don't jump in front of a camera and no shit
So when they ask me my sarcasticness
I just 'em, turn 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 good times
'em Dre, it ain't 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

Hoo hoo hoo