Luyện nghe bài hát And Yo

I got a this big

Word up, word up, up
kinda hot in here
Word up, word up, up
Doc, word up, Scarface, yo, yo

It be
P, P, P, knuckleheads on parole a GED
BBC, abroad, out the fo'
I ya down to ya optimo, cigars

I pull cards like Vegas, clap my hands walk away
From the table ya payment
How I'm paid? Niggaz are barely a
I spit a foul mouth like Terrance & Phillip

A man or gorilla, my cap back like Fred
So white jump on my Limp Bizkit and yell
You niggaz you can't fuck around"
Ha, ha yeah, you see me, you be up and down

Super Lex, cop a thing,
Guzzle it down two bottle of Ginseng
Fuck ya brains out whole when Al sings
your out cold, bitch steal ya bling, bling

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

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

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

As I, bring it to ya one time
From a state where we stole weight and dough mind
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 mind blown
Fo sho', it's a vibe from bein' downtown
Then when ya come into the ghetto and ya can't back out

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, Young Noble Outlaw, spittin' with 'Face and Red
Bear out flows and you can taste the wet
Place ya bet, nigga ace the test
You say got a old soul, blame the vets

shit from the earth bitch, cradle to grave
Burnt shit from the fingertips, to spray
Nigga ya playin' tricks on you
Ya drew down, but ya nine spit for you

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

With the same you had last week
And niggaz know I know the real, why the fag don't speak
And I ain't even peak yet, the heat yet
Holla my street yet, cuz I be the yet

I'm hittin' these niggaz hard, I ain't eat yet
Or felt defeat yet, I the weak yet
Lyrically death, we thugs nigga what
We take to the gut

'em up, hit the Bricks, it's time for our lunch
Outlawz, Dirty Mob

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

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

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

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