Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

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

Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish like the westerns
Ten paces, turn around and at unfamiliar faces
y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a nigga's by readin the Vibe
some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life
I stop the presses, let this be your last interview you do
I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this bullet boo
And y'all niggas kill me with Windy Williams shit
Well see a player ?, a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money
Something ain't right, niggas ain't got no whips
Where they at, but fuck y'all we got more chips
Shit y'all nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch
Now let me see what else, oh yeah these act like we married
We ain't engaged, don't be mad if I don't take you
Yo, if I hit I hit that, why don't you leave it at that
Instead you try to star sixty-nine my on jacks
That's why you get smacked, y'all hoes ain't never gon' learn
That's why of these younger brothers don't go on that turn
As for y'all MC's, write your rhymes
Might as well your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own
But we as individually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to write your
Sixteen
Bought like sixteen cars and ain't none of them yours
y'all niggas 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 through the jig
Hat back, that's straight to the bar, kid
No weed, as an ox the big man from Lox
You see solo in some spots, no just blocks
The freaky one, mom I was soon to be done
Because I more, and my career's yet to begun
But I can't help that, you bless me they looks and pops with the yanks
So now the dimes brain, and spot me faster in his hand
Sheek baby, my style been rough until Puff me the better things in life
And how to live phat like Biggie, so I my shit like that
Half rough half jiggy, this time college nigga, part time job
Had to the cake one time and decided to rob, and buy drugs
Caught slipping got Sheek plugged, Jack Daniel, dog
Shorty rushed the building with the out, he spit around I'm like, whoa!
I guess it was God that pushed my head down, I ain't know, word yo
And since then neither or christian, but I keep the faith in Him
Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas click they know by now better
? wha

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

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

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

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