Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t

Ha, I'm, so cool, ***
Stand one, blow one ***,
I promise you, we gon' 'em what they want
'Til come get us ***

You feel me? We gon' chase it 'til we chase it no more
So y'all might as well eat this ***
And it got to be the of the best
One, come one shorty, get me ***

See I, ride when I gotta, grind I gotta
Milk this 'til it's sour
Why I do the Backstreets when it's hotter
Even the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, speak up

The yellin' like, holla, you heard me?
Got the fools bailin' Jackie, Kersee
You try join him, I can help you that
I'm important in rap but I'm with gats

You know the young God you in fact
you sneezed or somethin'
Even with a stack of money in hand
They ain't squeezin' nothin', I'm f*** it

Leave a motherf***** wheezin' when I asthma pump him,
And I don't ask for nothin' boy, I only ask buggy boy
And as for money, watch the young God turn to money
that's him

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout
We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay
The cops on my so my track I switch
See n***** money shouldn't act like this

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout
We grindin' like a tryin' stay rich
The cops on my so my track I switch
See with money shouldn't act like this

Yeah, pimpin', there's some fraud 'round
N**** stop hatin' before they disappear
I see the ol' ***
And pop the same ol' *** 'til your neighborhood hit,

that Nolia dogg
Them third Hot Boy soldiers dogg
And a n**** understand
When you f***** with a with the grandmaster plan ***

I'm tryin' to a few millions
Buy a few buildings, one day dealin'
And go and my children
Got it on my mind, that's the way a n****

I ya back '84
*** game when the water hit the flo' ***
'Cause we was it dogg
Everybody gettin' money, we was it dogg

Yeah, and we ain't 'bout s***
We grindin' like a mo'f***** tryin' stay
The cops on my trail so my track I
See n***** with shouldn't act like this

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout
We grindin' a mo'f***** tryin' stay rich
The cops on my trail so my I switch
See n***** money shouldn't act like this

Weezy, and I ride to the end of the
And I'm hotter a fire on the end of the fo'
And plenty I had to get it from the flo'
But I made it to the ceilin' and wall could hear me

And if these walls talk, they probably cry
Like the on the guitar
And see you, you with that bull*** that's way to the door
Only to cut off the lights,

Look, Sunday, we in the hood gettin' our groove on
Every n**** uptown have they tool on
Yeah, and Birdman'd down
N**** the bling 'cause I hold my own crown n****

***, a hood rich high
That come from the slums they pack extra clips, I love 'em ***
The only way that we know is how to flip and 'em
And go and get some dough, ***

Yeah, and we ain't stressin' 'bout
We grindin' like a mo'f***** stay rich
The cops on my trail so my I switch
See n***** money shouldn't act like this

Yeah, and we ain't 'bout s***
We grindin' like a mo'f***** stay rich
The on my trail so my track I switch
See n***** with money shouldn't act like

Birdman, man ***
Yeah, that's how goin' diggity ***
anything in between
If you in the line of duty n**** you got issue, n****, feel me? One