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

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

You feel me? We chase it 'til we can't 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 I gotta, grind 'cause I gotta
Milk this game 'til sour
Why I gotta do the Backstreets when hotter
Even though the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, up

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

You know the God bless you in fact
Like you sneezed or
Even with a stack of in they hand
They squeezin' nothin', I'm Weezy f*** it

Leave a motherf***** wheezin' I asthma pump him, yeah
And I ask for nothin' boy, I only ask them buggy boy
And as for money, watch the young God turn cash to
'Cause him

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

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

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

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

I'm to make 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 livin'

I bring ya '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 stressin' 'bout
We grindin' like a tryin' stay rich
The on my trail so my track I switch
See n***** with shouldn't act like this

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***** with money shouldn't act this

Weezy, and I ride to the end of the
And I'm hotter a fire on the end of the fo'
And times 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 strings on the
And see you, you with that bull*** leave way to the door
Only to cut off the lights,

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

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

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

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

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