Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Play'n

Nigga what'chu worryin 'bout with me?
What fire is that, house I'm rollin on?
Do I at Curt, what's Unc doin?
What's up with Nigga you dem people {?}

4X: Master P]
Snitches callin the cops - cause I ain't playin
Better watch what you say on the block - cause I playin

P]
I left the hood for a week, and my name ringin
Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got beef then it
I heard fire did this, and P.D. they
That's why I sleep with two you never catch me slippin
I pussy, and most of you niggaz are rats
See I'm a dog and I don't fuck with you cats
Callin me on the phone, nigga lookin for
How could a nigga from the hood turn into the roller
shit's so twisted, it got me trippin
Got the feds thinkin got birds in the kitchen
These niggaz'll throw salt in name my nigga
Just to get a couple and some fame my nigga
It ain't no loyalty, only family'll set you up
For the right price my nigga wet you up
I watched get ghost, when shit be over
How many niggaz gon' visit C, if he go to

P]
Man this music shit political dawg, don't with it
I'd invest in somethin if I wasn't already in it
Man most of these niggaz'll yap they mouth
Send subliminal messages shit get out
Believe none of what you hear, and half of you see
See the rap game is like the C-P-3
Most niggaz'll fear death, these streets is real
Our radio programmers they holdin careers back
And Hollywood bitches be to wife a nigga
All you is a hit record and some ice my nigga
And the media dickriders slow up like tires
Seen they lil' blow up again when shit dies
say we ignorant and we stereotype
Even seen Jackson live the criminal life
See these haters'll hate mayne, smile in face mayne
Call people on ya try to give you a case mayne

Heh, he he
If y'all don't us
Y'all better keep our name out y'all motherfuckin
Cause it's gon' get real after this you feel me?
Y'all can't beat us then us