Luyện nghe bài hát Aint Nuttin' but Music

Aint but music

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

2x: eminem + dr dre]
What's goin on in the world
fightin, feudin, lootin, it's okay
Let it go, let it flow, let the good times
Tell 'em dre- it ain't nuttin but

Eminem like n'sync, well I do
So him, and the backstreet boys too
Whatever happened to the cast of different
Mary's broke, ty's snortin coke, and then an
I got two boys wit me
Michael jackson two helicopters to get me
I'm up early wit my curly
Me and mr. furly, fuckin and shirley!

Alotta rappers are 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 jackass to up my dad
My whole family's country, my grandmother's old
And she keeps askin me why I rap wit a
But grannie I'm a flunky I be a junky
I be hangin with the hoochies out at the club scene

artis]
To all the women in the house! (hey!)
Show us your and shut your motherfuckin mouth! (what? !)

Robert downey, bobby brownie, whitney
The shit's (sniff!)
Jesse jackson, scandal
Got michael's, tevin campbells
herman's, peep show places
Public restrooms, those cases

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

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