Luyện nghe bài hát Aint Nuttin' but Music

Aint but music

It's shit like this I kick to these rich kids
Who might 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 I bitch
So what gaguilera kiss my grits
You know how shit's I get if I wish I did
So I can quit givin twisted little kids ideas
This in, britney just dissed justin
She just fucked ben, got tit and dick sucked him
If can get his ass licked, how I can't shit
Goddamn bitch I'm rich I understand this
Are pictures they made of us together on the internet
As as I'm ever gonna get to hittin it from the back
And shit it comes to that I hit harder from the back
Than everlast when pluggin lethal in his fuckin ass
Just give me one more chance hit me one more time
Let me know on your mind, whitney give me one more line
To sniff, you know what time it is
Fuck your jewelry my almost diamond, beeotch!

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

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

Alotta rappers are livin in la la
That's why I let my 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 family's country, my grandmother's old
And she askin me why I rap wit a honky
But I'm a flunky I could be a junky
I be hangin with the hoochies out at the club scene

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

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

[swifty
Huh, your mom and dad mad at us (for what)
We done their kids into little body snatchers
like where I'm from, we don't bite our tongue
Are you sure you want 21 to carry guns
It's sad but I'm glad that I'm made to
you work you ain't gettin paid for that overtime
It's only music, media know it but they
I in your light, so stay 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 ain't clean (uh, uh)
But holdin back on what I say ain't me

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Now what's these parents all mad for? (your is bad for 'um)
For kids that drink more than ted danson in cheers
Carson drink beers, we all 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 they ask me about my
I just slap 'em, around and ask 'em this