Luyện nghe bài hát And Yo

I got a headache big

up, word up, word up
It's hot in here
Word up, word up, up
Funk Doc, up, Scarface, yo, yo

It be
P, P, P, on parole without a GED
BBC, abroad, out the fo'
I strip ya down to ya optimo,

I pull like Vegas, clap my hands then walk away
From the table with ya
How I'm Niggaz are barely a village
I with a foul mouth like Terrance & Phillip

A man or gorilla, my cap toot back like
So white bitches jump on my Limp Bizkit and
You niggaz know you can't around"
Ha, ha yeah, you see me, you be duckin up and

Super Lex, cop a thing,
Guzzle it down with two bottle of
Fuck ya brains out whole when Al Green
When your out cold, steal ya bling, bling

You died for ya mom and pop, don't it
I got the next bitch rockin' ya present
at 11, Scarface and Doc
From Bricks to Park we say, "Fuck the cops"

Yo, you niggaz know you fuck around
You niggaz know you fuck around
You see me, youd be duckin up and down
What? These niggaz know they fuck around

What? You niggaz know you fuck around
You see me in the streets, youd be duckin up and
Nigga, you know you can't fuck around
Yo, you niggaz know you can't around

As I, bring it to ya one time
From a state where we stole and dough mind dine
And we don't six-shooters, we tote glock nines
And we don't smoke a pipe, we smoke fat dimes

It's a where it's a common site to see the 5-0
Hit the other side of sixteen and getcha mind
Fo sho', it's a different vibe from bein'
Then when ya come the ghetto and ya can't come back out

I seen the ghetto shut down, seen shot up
Seen get knocked the fuck out and never got up
The paralyzed, cracked drive-bys
It's we hurt, you ignored our cry

On the outside the just another mind state
And import more minorities to help the crime
I ain't lookin for a job, fuck the part time
When we could up on some dough
With good combs and dimes

I see this all the time, it's fucked up and it's the truth
mind the shooter on the roof
It's a war goin on here, where we at
I complain about what I can't change, so why dap?

Dropped outta school in tenth grade so I rapped
But still, seem to get this monkey off my back
Fuck it, I pulled a few moves and for the streets
And when I start to feel like this, don't fuck me

Yo, you niggaz know you can't around
You niggaz know you can't around
You see me, youd be yuckin duckin up and
What, these niggaz know can't fuck around

What, you niggaz know you fuck around
You see me in the streets, youd be up and down
Nigga, you niggaz know you can't around
Yo, you niggaz you can't fuck around

Yo, Young Noble Outlaw, spittin' shit with and Red
looped out flows and you can taste the wet
Place ya bet, young nigga ace the
You say Nob' got a old soul, blame the

Flurp from the earth bitch, cradle to grave
Burnt shit the fingertips, able to spray
Nigga ya playin' tricks on you
Ya drew down, but ya nine won't for you

And ain't got no hostile clips for you
You in the mix but ain't nobody shit for you
It's gon' be Hell for hustler, your neck spoil you

the same clip you had last week
And niggaz know I know the real, that's why the fag speak
And I ain't peak yet, without the heat yet
Holla my street yet, cuz I be the yet

I'm hittin' these niggaz hard, I even eat yet
Or felt yet, I melt the weak yet
Lyrically breathe death, we thugs what
We slugs to the gut

Patch 'em up, hit the Bricks, it's for our lunch
Outlawz, Mob motherfucker

Yo, you niggaz know you can't fuck
You niggaz know you can't fuck
You see me, youd be yuckin up and down
What, these niggaz know they can't fuck

What, you know you can't fuck around
You see me in the streets, youd be up and down
Nigga, you niggaz know you can't fuck
Yo, you niggaz know you can't fuck

Yo, you know you can't fuck around
You niggaz know you can't fuck
You see me, be yuckin duckin up and down
What, these niggaz know can't fuck around

What, you niggaz know you can't fuck
You see me in the streets, youd be duckin up and
Nigga, you niggaz know you fuck around
Yo, you know you can't fuck around