Luyện nghe bài hát Aint Nuttin' but Music

Aint nuttin' but

It's shit like this I kick to these white kids
Who just see how fucked up this sick life is
Ooops I did it didn't I my shit's harder
To out than what britney's tit size is
Oooh I probably pissed you off again didn't I
So what gaguilera kiss my grits
You know how many I get if I wish I did
So I can quit givin these twisted kids ideas
This just in, britney just justin
She fucked ben, got tit fucked and dick sucked him
If affleck can get his ass licked, how I can't
Goddamn bitch I'm rich I understand this
Are pictures they made of us together on the internet
As close as I'm ever gonna get to it from the back
And shit when it comes to that I hit from the back
Than when he's pluggin lethal in his fuckin ass
Just give me one more chance britney hit me one more
Let me know what's on mind, whitney give me one more line
To sniff, you fuckers know what it is
your jewelry my record's almost diamond, beeotch!

[hook 2x: eminem + dr
What's goin on in the today
People fightin, feudin, lootin, it's
Let it go, let it flow, let the times roll
'em dre- it ain't nuttin but music

Eminem doesn't like n'sync, I do
So him, and the backstreet boys too
happened to the cast of different strokes
Mary's broke, ty's snortin coke, and then an
I got two little wit me
Michael jackson two helicopters to get me
I'm up early wit my curly
Me and mr. furly, fuckin and shirley!

Alotta are livin in la la land
why I let my dogs out on the baha men
As bad as a I had, I'm not mad
I don't need to be a to beat up my dad
My whole country, my grandmother's old fashioned
And she askin me why I rap wit a honky
But grannie I'm a flunky I be a junky
I could be hangin the hoochies out at the club scene

[kon
To all the women in the house! (hey!)
Show us your tits and shut your mouth! (what? !)

Robert downey, bobby brownie, houston
The confusin (sniff!)
jackson, reverend scandal
Got michael's, tevin campbells
Peewee herman's, show places
restrooms, peep those cases

[swifty
Huh, your mom and dad mad at us (for what)
We done turned kids into little body snatchers
Aint like where I'm from, we don't bite our
Are you sure you niggas 21 to carry guns
It's sad but I'm that I'm made to rhyme
Where you work you ain't gettin for that overtime
It's only music, know it but they blind
I ain't in your light, so they hell up outta mine
Y'all the why princess diana ended up dyin
If you people get offended I care (stop cryin)
Tryin to get us to leave 'cause what we say just clean (uh, uh)
But holdin back on what I say ain't me

[kon
Now what's these parents all mad (your music is bad for 'um)
For teenage kids that drink than ted danson in cheers
Carson beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch (shutup!)
Broke or rich, I still do same old shit
I don't in front of a camera and change no shit
So when ask me about my sarcasticness
I just slap 'em, turn around and ask 'em