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

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

You feel me? We gon' chase it 'til we can't it no more
So y'all might as eat this food ***
And it got to be the best of the
One, come one shorty, get me ***

See I, when I gotta, grind 'cause I gotta
this game 'til it's sour
Why I gotta do the Backstreets when it's
Even though the boy smooth sellin' 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 special gats

You the young God bless you in fact
Like you sneezed or
Even with a stack of money in they
ain't squeezin' nothin', I'm Weezy f*** it

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

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

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

Yeah, pimpin', some fraud 'round here
N**** better hatin' before they disappear
I see the ol' ***
And pop the same ol' *** your neighborhood hit, bitch

Disrespect Nolia dogg
Them third world Hot Boy dogg
And a n**** understand
When you f***** a soldier with the grandmaster plan ***

I'm to make a few millions
Buy a few buildings, one day stop
And go and my children
Got it on my mind, the way a n**** livin'

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

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

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

Weezy, and I to the end of the road
And I'm hotter than a on the end of the fo'
And times I had to get it from the flo'
But I made it to the ceilin' and every could hear me

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

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

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

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

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

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