Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Play'n

Nigga what'chu worryin 'bout whassup me?
What is that, what house I'm rollin on?
Do I at Curt, what's Unc doin?
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 left the hood for a week, and my name start
Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got then bring it
I heard fire did this, and P.D. trippin
why I sleep with two gats you never catch me slippin
I smell pussy, and most of you are rats
See I'm a dog motherfucker and I don't fuck with you
Callin me on the phone, lookin for cola
How could a nigga the hood nigga turn into the roller
This shit's so twisted, it got me
Got the feds thinkin I've got birds in the
These niggaz'll throw salt in name my nigga
Just to get a couple dollars and some my nigga
It ain't no loyalty, only family'll set you up
For the right price my they'll wet you up
I watched niggaz get ghost, when 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 else if I already in it
Man most of these niggaz'll yap they mouth
Send subliminal messages 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 death, these streets is real black
Our radio programmers think they holdin careers
And Hollywood bitches be ready to a nigga
All you need is a hit record and ice my nigga
And the media slow up like flat tires
Seen they lil' career up again when shit dies
They say we and we stereotype
Even seen Jackson live the criminal life
See these haters'll hate mayne, smile in your face
Call them people on ya try to give you a mayne

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