Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin Over Nuthin

*(Radio talking)*

Really hasn't been up too clearly.
The Luniz an Too $hort has been squashed.

*(Too talking)*

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

*(Yukmouth talking)*

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

*(Too talking)*

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

*(Numskull talking)*

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

*(Too $hort)*

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

*(Too talking)*

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

1 *(Too $hort)*

Jumped all in a niggaz front him on tha spot,
don't cross the game, unless ya get shot,
but who the rules do you recall?,
who's the judge when it comes to street law?,
is it me?,
you?,
or is it my crew?,
my niggaz get down, yo do too,
mutha fuckaz try to tell me don't my life,
'cause ain't nice,
ya pay the price,
ya them dudes,
walkin in same shoes,
brand new to you,
but the is used,
I got it from old niggaz,
so cool,
now we roll 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 wit me??

(Speak on it boy!)

2 *(Yukmouth)*

Uh.
Sometimes you in some shit you can't get out of,
niggaz who hella 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, everybody fast,
juss an ass hoe,
now I know why niggaz wanna you out like glass Joe,
all that hatin shit, ain't asked fo,
you must got problems wit niggaz makin cash flow,
you baffled,
you fuckin youngstaz,
so go wit old ass flow,
I gots ta have hoe,
'cause 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 my funk is through,
ride fo a nigga,
if that nigga 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 fuckin much fo myself,
so funkin wit niggaz close to home is else,
if you ain't blow a nigga head off,
that's the end of it,
concentrate on makin mill an spendin,
now is where my do it for myself begins,
in '97,
I ain't makin no new fuckin 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,
Chris you my til the ending,
an,
I wit Dru,
I wit Smoke-A-Lot,
wit me, so I gives a fuck,
Nummy-Num gonna go an drink his self to death,
you wanna chop it up wit me,
go death yoself,
I ain't tryin to nuthin,
of throwin away skrillion,
nigga,
I'd be fuckin.
Uh.

*(x2)*

4 *(Too $hort)*

I my name on the dotted line,
niggaz I did it first,
an you first,
you you get it worse,
I the game up,
I try to it on,
from the Bay,
gettin they on,
Frisco,
to Vallejo,
to the Big "O",
fuck yeh-yo,
thousand 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 game you ever heard,
you know how you be to pop niggaz,
these record companies be to rob niggaz,
I say "$hort Dogg",
an now pay me,
don't pay youngstaz,
an 'em get crazy.

*(til end)*

*(Too $hort talking chorus)*

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