Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

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

Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less finish streets like the westerns
Ten paces, turn and squeeze at unfamiliar faces
First y'all niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the
Well some faggit-ass don, wrote in your life
I stop the presses, don't let this be your last you do
I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this wound boo
And y'all niggas kill me that Windy Williams shit
Well see a player ?, a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money
Something ain't right, them niggas got no whips
Where they rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got chips
Shit doing 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, be mad if I don't take you backstage
Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why you leave it at that
Instead you try to star sixty-nine my bitches on
That's why you get smacked, cause y'all hoes never gon' learn
That's why many of these younger brothers don't go on turn
As for y'all MC's, whoever your rhymes
as well hold your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own
But we spit as individually writ, why you paid stars to write your
balls
Bought 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 through the jig
Hat back, tattoos straight to the bar, kid
No weed, healthy as an ox the big man Lox
You see in some spots, no crew just blocks
The one, mom said I was soon to be done
Because I sexed more, and my yet to begun
But I help that, you bless me with they looks and pops with the yanks
So now the dimes brain, and spot me faster in his hand
baby, my style been rough until Puff showed me the better things in life
And how to live phat like Biggie, so I present my like that
Half rough half jiggy, this time college nigga, part time job
Had to taste the one time and decided to rob, and buy drugs
Caught 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, I ain't know, word yo
And since neither religious 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 ConAir, every time we fly but we don't jack shit
We it cool when in doubt no cash, plastic, gats plastic
Now that's sweet, undetected, so when I walk through the it don't beep
I hear fuck Sheek, 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
noise
Push the big boy toys fly by like zooms
So I sit and ? like a bitch, Lox in
Up in daddios fucking wild hoes, the chicas
So fuck y'all, we paid ?, we train hard continuously, cause we

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

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

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