Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin Over Nuthin

*(Radio talking)*

Really hasn't brought up too clearly.
The Luniz an Too everything has been squashed.

*(Too talking)*

Yeah we want everybody to know, that it's, you know, the ain't
this.

*(Yukmouth talking)*

The media hypes up things when wrong, but doesn't give enough
praise when is going good.

*(Too talking)*

We should juss do a cut, don't even mention no beef or nothing,
it on 'em.

*(Numskull talking)*

You know it's politics, that made it sound like that. But all
unified you see all Jesus.

*(Too $hort)*

BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!! BEEATCH!!

*(Too talking)*

Man what's it all about? Ain't shit. Nigga call me up talking
about, man on. Your niggaz fucking wit my niggaz an it's on. Nigga
what we fronting If it ain't about this money, ain't about this
life an death nigga, shit, really going on?

1 *(Too $hort)*

Jumped all in a niggaz front him on tha spot,
don't cross the game, ya wanna get shot,
but who made the do you recall?,
who's the judge when it to this street law?,
is it me?,
you?,
or is it my crew?,
my niggaz get down, yo do too,
mutha fuckaz try to me don't fuck my life,
ain't nuthin nice,
ya pay the price,
ya them dudes,
walkin in them shoes,
it's new to you,
but the is used,
I got it from old niggaz,
so cool,
now we juss through,
all the hoes who,
in yo town,
don't front, too little,
'cause fake ass get punked fo your riddles,
so it all about,
about it later,
to all you gangstaz,
an all you perpitrators.

*(Harm)* x2

You've,
got me funkin,(funkin)
over man,(funkin man)
why ya wanna funk wit

(Speak on it boy!)

2 *(Yukmouth)*

Uh.
Sometimes you step in shit you can't get out of,
niggaz who talk shit,
is who I'm to sock the shit out of,
sniff powder, wit all yo off my door,
got em froze pocino,
ya all yo doe,
on the ass,
ass,
run a gank ass, fuck fast,
juss an ass hoe,
now I know why wanna knock you out like glass Joe,
all that playa shit, ain't asked fo,
you got problems wit niggaz makin they cash flow,
you baffled,
you fuckin youngstaz,
so go wit old ass flow,
I ta have jaw-jacked hoe,
some of niggaz wonder,
why us do this,
I'm under,
caught up in shit I didn't have nuthin to do wit,
the is,
you know my is through,
fuckin fo a nigga,
if nigga ain't gonna do shit,
ya be ass pimp,
gettin yo ass whipped is like an year event.
BITCH!!
Dig it.

*(x2)*

3 *(Numskull)*

I'm too mutha much fo myself,
so funkin wit niggaz close to is sumpthin else,
if you ain't gonna a nigga head off,
then the end of it,
concentrate on mill an start spendin,
now this is where my do it for begins,
in '97,
I ain't makin no new mutha friends,
now I got no enemies,
I no grudges,
from now on I'm my own budget,
(fo real!!)
we all did our nigga,
but now all forgivin,
you my nigga til the ending,
an,
I wit Dru,
I wit Smoke-A-Lot,
wit me, so I gives a fuck,
Nummy-Num gonna go ahead an drink his to death,
nigga you chop it up wit me,
go death yoself,
I ain't to hear nuthin,
stead of throwin skrillion,
nigga,
I'd be fuckin.
Uh.

*(x2)*

4 *(Too $hort)*

I signed my name on the line,
know I did it first,
an you first,
you you get it worse,
I suck the up,
I try to it on,
niggaz the Bay,
gettin they on,
Frisco,
to Vallejo,
to the Big "O",
fuck yeh-yo,
hundred units,
make a nigga half a dollaz,
if you on a grip,
I have to at yo later,
you can get in a minute,
two words,
distribution,
independent,
an accapella you can hear every word,
I spit this you never ever heard,
you how you be quick to pop niggaz,
these record be quick to rob niggaz,
I say "$hort Dogg",
an now pay me,
don't pay youngstaz,
an 'em get crazy.

*(til end)*

*(Too talking during chorus)*

Fuck around an run up in yo shit. Yeah. That's the new goin baby,
we runnin up in record companies writin our own fuckin checks.
Sign on the dotted line nigga. What ya really gettin? What's really
on? Watch out. in the town, bout to unite, we goin nationwide.
Oakland style, BITCH! Oh you really that wasn't gonna happen?
Shit. on now