Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

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

Yeah, yo, if I can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns
Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at faces
y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a shit by readin the Vibe
Well faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life
I stop the presses, don't let this be your interview you do
I say it straight, print it straight to avoid bullet wound boo
And y'all kill me with that Windy Williams shit
Well see a player ?, swear a nigga jerkin niggas money
Something right, them niggas ain't got no whips
Where they rolley's at, but fuck we got more chips
Shit doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch
Now let me see what else, oh yeah these hoes act like we
We ain't engaged, don't be mad if I don't you backstage
Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why don't you it at that
Instead you try to star my bitches on jacks
That's why you get smacked, cause y'all hoes ain't never gon'
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, how I feel if it ain't your own
But we spit as individually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to your
Sixteen
Bought like cars and ain't like none of them yours
y'all niggas lucked up and made it 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 some spots, no crew 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 help that, you bless me with they looks and with the yanks
So now the gimme brain, and spot me faster in his hand
Sheek baby, my style been rough Puff showed 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 taste the cake one and decided to rob, and buy drugs
Caught almost got Sheek plugged, Jack Daniel, dog
Shorty rushed the building with the pump out, he spit I'm like, whoa!
I it was God that pushed my head down, cause I ain't know, word yo
And since then neither or christian, but I keep the faith in Him
Plus the desert clan, so if niggas click 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 in doubt no cash, plastic, gats plastic
Now that's sweet, undetected, so when I walk through the scanners it don't
I hear fuck Sheek, fuck the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so what they to Bad Boy
Puff jerkin them anyway, but the difference is if I'm gettin jerked I'm
Seeing
Push the big boy that fly by like zooms
So I sit and ? a bitch, Lox in Cancun
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 guide us, till we rich and old, hand worn down from

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