Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Play'n

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

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

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

P]
Man this music shit political dawg, fuck with it
I'd invest in else if I wasn't already in it
Man most of these niggaz'll just yap they
subliminal messages 'til shit get out
Believe none of you hear, and half of what you see
See the rap game is like the C-P-3
Most niggaz'll fear death, these streets is black
Our radio programmers think they holdin careers
And Hollywood bitches be ready to wife a
All you is a hit record and some ice my nigga
And the media dickriders up like flat tires
Seen they lil' career blow up again when shit
They say we ignorant and we
Even seen Michael Jackson the criminal life
See these haters'll mayne, smile in your face mayne
Call them on ya try to give you a case mayne

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