Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't A Secret

Lately Iv'e hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it aint a
everybody you puss nigga you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel comfortable enough to my name out like ya know me
nigga I ain't cha
I got a 4 on me
and you can it

1]
This make ya piss in ya sweats
you know me michell and Ness Smithin and Wess and vest
I take ya life a sound i got the whistle of death
ya boy flow put the crystal in
take the breath
you won't believe what do for cock
I hit the thrash
and off before the rooster crock
pour out some for big let off 2 for pac
mingle around niggas shoot off the roof alot
Fuck rattin every tooth is
and you
em damn near recruit the block
Im blowing hevay on the with the dessie
incase a nigga soft enough to slip through the crack
Id rather some at you then get my shit blew back
is hardcore pitbull rap right out the track
The hood a bring the out for ya
man I get the
my flip like fish out water (Yeah)
1]

Lately Iv'e hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it a secret
everybody know you nigga you aint a gangsta you a wuss
what makes ya feel enough to call my name out like ya know me
I ain't cha homie
I got a 4 on me
and you can it

(Verse 2)
Im to feel like I got it all sewn up
I raise a few of these niggas
now think they all grown up
see these DVD G's is off behind the scenes
fed niggas
clit soft as beans
to be real I dont know why im even
we run this shit
like diarhea
the long the pipe big
so Im comfortabe enough to got to court in my pj's like did

I move around with the set long
so chill 'cause you can't block those wit Shawn
im a still be here when flops
I got more cash them in my rebook box
I up the picture i shine bright
standing in my way the only way to be in the lime
im when i hit and run
which you gon get to cum
if you dont get to come

Lately been hearing alot of things that I dont agree with
and it a secret
everybody know you puss nigga you aint a gangsta you a
makes ya feel comfortable enough to call my name out like ya know me
nigga I cha homie
I got a 4 on me
and you can it

3]
Niggas(feel/steal) i pass
'cause im on a on wheels
to death
Little couldn't slip on pills
You bitch, all you gotta do is slip on
Cheatin on me, 'cause the on the cliff (?)
I get the brush on ya, give the boys chills
Man there wont be no songs stick saw(?) spills
I get the bills, 'um entrepounigga strapped with a vest armed with a trigga. I run and got a twin tag-along
The bitch is a
I dont to split 'em up
Bloods thicker than
So i capture all the on the camcorder
She it of her stomach, right after i glam (?) on her
I turn the corner with the daddy lip
Supa fly black Flint in the bed (?)
I thought clapping Joe,
but why him with the iron
he one big mac away from