Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Be Some Shit *

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

Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish like the westerns
Ten paces, turn and squeeze at unfamiliar faces
First industry niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the
Well faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life
I the presses, don't let this be your last interview you do
I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this bullet boo
And niggas kill me with that Windy Williams shit
Well see a ?, swear a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money
Something ain't right, niggas ain't got no whips
Where they rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got chips
y'all doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch
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 don't you leave it at
Instead you try to star my bitches on jacks
That's why you get smacked, cause hoes ain't never gon' learn
That's why many of these younger don't go on that turn
As for y'all MC's, whoever write rhymes
Might as well hold your microphone, that's how I if it ain't your own
But we spit as individually writ, why you paid sixteen to write your
Sixteen
Bought like sixteen cars and ain't like none of them
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 through the jig
Hat back, that's straight to the bar, kid
No weed, healthy as an ox the big man Lox
You see solo in some spots, no crew just
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 me with they looks and pops with the yanks
So now the gimme brain, and spot me faster in his hand
Sheek baby, my style been rough until showed me the better things in life
And how to live phat like Biggie, so I present my shit that
Half rough half jiggy, part time college nigga, part time job
Had to taste the cake one time and decided to rob, and buy
Caught slipping almost got Sheek plugged, 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 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 click been ConAir, every time we fly but we don't jack shit
We it cool when in doubt no cash, plastic, gats plastic
Now sweet, undetected, so when I walk 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 difference is if I'm jerked I'm still
noise
Push the big boy toys that fly by zooms
So I sit and ? like a bitch, Lox in
Up in daddios wild hoes, the groupy chicas
So fuck y'all, we paid y'all ?, we 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 stop us
Cause or spirit gon' 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 the same Lox you can't divide us, wha