Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Play'n

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

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

P]
I the hood for a week, and my name start ringin
Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got then bring it
I heard fire did this, and P.D. trippin
That's why I with two gats you never catch me slippin
I smell pussy, and 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 nigga turn into the
shit's so twisted, it got me trippin
Got the feds thinkin I've got birds in the
These niggaz'll throw in your name my nigga
Just to get a couple dollars and some my nigga
It ain't no loyalty, your 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 dawg, don't fuck with it
I'd invest in somethin else if I already in it
Man most of these niggaz'll yap they mouth
Send subliminal messages 'til get out
Believe none of you hear, and half of what you see
See the rap is dirty like the C-P-3
Most fear death, these streets is real black
Our radio programmers think they holdin back
And bitches be ready to wife a nigga
All you need is a hit and some ice my nigga
And the media dickriders slow up like tires
Seen they career blow up again when shit dies
They say we ignorant and we
Even seen Michael Jackson live the life
See these haters'll hate mayne, smile in face mayne
Call them people on ya try to you a case mayne

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