Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

I think it's time I start bitchy
been too nice, too motherfucking long
Yeah, definitely time I get nasty
(Goin' be shit)

Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall streets like the westerns
Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at faces
First y'all niggas shut the fuck up
you know a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe
Well some faggit-ass don, wrote in your life
I stop the presses, let this be your last interview you do
I say it straight, print it to avoid this bullet wound boo
And y'all niggas kill me with that Windy Williams
Well see a player ?, swear a Puff jerkin niggas money
Something ain't right, them niggas got no whips
Where they at, but fuck y'all we got more chips
y'all doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch
Now let me see else, oh yeah these hoes act like we married
We ain't engaged, don't be mad if I don't you backstage
Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why you leave it at that
Instead you try to sixty-nine my bitches on jacks
That's why you get smacked, y'all hoes ain't never gon' learn
That's why many of these younger don't go on that turn
As for y'all MC's, whoever your rhymes
Might as well hold your microphone, that's how I if it ain't your own
But we spit as individually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to your
Sixteen
like sixteen cars and ain't like none of them yours
y'all lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the fuck up

Shut the up
(Hot damn)
(Going be shit)

Yo, yo, yo, hey yo I pump up, get big walk the party jig
Hat back, tattoos that's to the bar, kid
No weed, healthy as an ox the big man Lox
You see in some spots, no crew just blocks
The freaky one, mom I was soon to be done
I sexed more, and my career's yet to begun
But I can't help that, you bless me with they looks and pops the yanks
So now the dimes gimme brain, and me faster in his hand
Sheek baby, my style been until Puff showed me the better things in life
And how to live phat like Biggie, so I my shit like that
Half half jiggy, this part time college nigga, part time job
Had to taste the cake one and decided to rob, and buy drugs
Caught slipping almost got Sheek plugged, Daniel, dog
Shorty rushed the with the pump out, he spit around I'm like, whoa!
I guess it was God that pushed my head down, cause I ain't know, yo
And since then neither religious or christian, but I keep the in Him
Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas they know by now they better
? wha

Yo, hey yo, my whole click been ConAir, every time we fly but we don't jack
We play it cool when in no cash, plastic, gats plastic
Now that's sweet, undetected, so when I through the scanners it don't beep
I hear fuck Sheek, the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so what they signed to Bad Boy
Puff jerkin them anyway, but the difference is if I'm jerked I'm still
Seeing
Push the big boy toys that fly by like
So I sit and ? like a bitch, Lox in
Up in daddios fucking hoes, the groupy chicas
So fuck y'all, we paid y'all ?, we train hard continuously, we

I you ran up them stairs, we run up charts and won't stop til one of us

With one the heart, but even then that won't stop us
Cause or gon' guide us, till we rich and old, hand worn down from

In the hall of fame, we killed this game in website like spiders
Old and gray we're still the Lox you can't divide us, wha