Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

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

Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish streets the westerns
Ten paces, turn and squeeze at unfamiliar faces
y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a nigga's shit by the Vibe
Well some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your
I stop the presses, don't let this be your interview you do
I say it straight, print it straight to this bullet wound boo
And y'all niggas kill me with Windy Williams shit
Well see a player ?, swear a nigga Puff niggas money
Something ain't right, them niggas got no whips
they rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got more chips
Shit y'all doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a
Now let me see what else, oh yeah hoes act like we married
We engaged, don't be mad if I don't take you backstage
Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why you leave it at that
you try to star sixty-nine my bitches on jacks
That's why you get smacked, cause y'all ain't never gon' learn
That's why many of these younger brothers go on that turn
As for y'all MC's, whoever your rhymes
Might as well hold your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't own
But we as individually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to write your
Sixteen
Bought like sixteen cars and ain't like none of them
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 solo in spots, no crew just blocks
The freaky one, mom said I was to be done
I sexed more, and my career's yet to begun
But I can't that, you bless me with they looks and pops with the yanks
So now the dimes gimme brain, and me faster in his hand
Sheek baby, my style been rough until Puff showed me the things in life
And how to live phat Biggie, so I present my shit like that
Half rough half jiggy, this part college nigga, part time job
Had to taste the cake one time and to rob, and buy drugs
slipping almost got Sheek plugged, Jack 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 or christian, but I keep the faith in Him
Plus the desert eagle clan, so if click they know by now they better
? wha

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

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

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

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