Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

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

Yeah, yo, if I can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns
Ten paces, around and squeeze at unfamiliar faces
First y'all industry niggas shut the up
Swear you know a nigga's by readin the Vibe
Well faggit-ass reporter 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 this bullet wound boo
And y'all niggas kill me with that Williams shit
Well see a ?, swear a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money
Something ain't right, niggas ain't got no whips
Where rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got more chips
Shit doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch
Now let me see what else, oh 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 star sixty-nine my bitches on
That's why you get smacked, cause y'all ain't never gon' learn
That's why many of these brothers don't go on that turn
As for y'all MC's, whoever your rhymes
Might as well hold microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own
But we spit as individually writ, why you paid sixteen to write your
balls
Bought like sixteen cars and ain't none of them yours
y'all niggas lucked up and made it through doors, shut the fuck up

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

Yo, yo, yo, hey yo I up, get big walk through 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 just blocks
The freaky one, mom said I was to be done
Because I 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 spot me in his hand
Sheek baby, my style rough until Puff showed me the better things in life
And how to live like Biggie, so I present my shit like that
Half rough 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 the building 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 eagle 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 jack shit
We play it cool when in doubt no cash, plastic, plastic
Now that's sweet, undetected, so when I through the scanners it don't beep
I hear fuck Sheek, fuck the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so they signed to Bad Boy
Puff jerkin them anyway, but the is if I'm gettin jerked I'm still
noise
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 chicas
So fuck y'all, we paid y'all ?, we train continuously, cause we

I rock you ran up them stairs, we run up charts and stop til one of us

With one through the heart, but then that won't stop us
Cause or spirit gon' guide us, till we 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 Lox you can't divide us, wha