Luyện nghe bài hát Funkin Over Nuthin

*(Radio talking)*

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

*(Too talking)*

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

*(Yukmouth talking)*

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

*(Too talking)*

We should do a cut, don't even mention no beef or nothing, juss
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 about shit. Nigga call me up
about, man it's on. niggaz fucking wit my niggaz an it's on. Nigga
what we fronting for? If it ain't about this money, ain't this
life an death nigga, shit, really going on?

1 *(Too $hort)*

Jumped all in a niggaz face him on tha spot,
cross the game, unless ya wanna get shot,
but who made the do you recall?,
the judge when it comes to this street law?,
is it me?,
you?,
or is it my crew?,
my niggaz get down, yo do too,
mutha try to tell me don't fuck my life,
'cause ain't nice,
ya pay the price,
ya know dudes,
in them same shoes,
it's new to you,
but the is used,
I got it from old niggaz,
so cool,
now we juss through,
all the know who,
in yo town,
don't front, too little,
'cause fake ass niggaz get 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 funk 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 quick to sock the out of,
powder, wit all yo hoes 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 knock you out glass Joe,
all that playa hatin shit, asked fo,
you must got problems wit niggaz they cash flow,
you baffled,
you mutha youngstaz,
so go wit old ass flow,
I gots ta jaw-jacked hoe,
'cause of niggaz wonder,
why us do this,
I'm under,
caught up in some shit I didn't nuthin to do wit,
the is,
you my funk is through,
ride fo a nigga,
if nigga ain't gonna do shit,
ya be ass pimp,
gettin yo ass whipped is an every year event.
BITCH!!
Dig it.

*(x2)*

3 *(Numskull)*

I'm too mutha much fo myself,
so wit niggaz close to home is sumpthin else,
if you gonna blow a nigga head off,
then the end of it,
concentrate on makin mill an spendin,
now is where my do it for myself begins,
in '97,
I makin no new mutha fuckin friends,
now I got no enemies,
I no grudges,
now on I'm overseein 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 go ahead an drink his self to death,
you wanna chop it up wit me,
go through 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,
from the Bay,
gettin they on,
Frisco,
to Vallejo,
to the Big "O",
fuck yeh-yo,
thousand units,
make a nigga a million 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 never heard,
you how you be quick to pop niggaz,
these record be quick to rob niggaz,
I say "$hort Dogg",
an now pay me,
pay these 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 mutha checks.
on the dotted line nigga. What ya really gettin? What's really goin
on? Watch out. Niggaz in the town, to unite, we goin nationwide.
Oakland style, BITCH! Oh you really thought that gonna happen?
Shit. on now