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

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

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

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

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

You know the young God bless you in
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 don't ask for nothin' boy, I only ask buggy boy
And as for money, watch the young God turn to money
'Cause him

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

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

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

Disrespect that Nolia
Them third Hot Boy soldiers dogg
And make a n****
you f***** with a soldier with the grandmaster plan ***

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

I bring ya '84
*** game jumpin' when the water hit the ***
'Cause we was it dogg
Everybody gettin' money, we was doin' it

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

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

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

And if these walls could talk, they cry
Like the on the guitar
And see you, you with bull*** that's leave 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 they down
N**** the bling 'cause I hold my own crown n****

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

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

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

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