Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't A Secret

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

1]
This here ya piss in ya sweats
you know me michell and Ness Smithin and Pistol and vest
I take ya life with a i got the whistle of death
ya boy put the crystal in meth
the listeners breath
you won't believe what do for cock
I hit the telly
and off before the rooster crock
out some liquor for big let off 2 for pac
don't mingle around niggas off the roof alot
Fuck rattin every is locked
and you
em damn near recruit the block
Im hevay on the sofa with the dessie
just incase a nigga soft to slip through the crack
Id rather throw some at you then get my shit blew
this is hardcore pitbull rap 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 been 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
nigga I ain't cha
I got a 4 on me
and you can it

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

I move around with the set long
so chill 'cause you block those wit Shawn Bradley
im a still be when D-block flops
I got more than them in my rebook box
I up the picture i shine bright
in my way the only way to be in the lime light
im lazy i hit and run
means you gon get to cum
even if you get to come

Lately Iv'e been hearing alot of that I dont agree with
and it aint a
everybody know you puss nigga you aint a you a wuss
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
First to
Little dude slip on pills
You bitch, all you gotta do is on heels
Cheatin on me, 'cause the house on the (?)
I get the brush on ya, give the clique chills
Man wont be no more songs stick saw(?) spills
I get the bills, 'um black entrepounigga strapped a vest armed with a trigga. I run and got a twin tag-along
The is a quarter
I mind to split 'em up
thicker than water
So i all the episodes on the camcorder
She it of her stomach, right after i glam (?) on her
I turn the corner with the mack lip
Supa fly Mary Flint in the bed (?)
I about clapping Joe,
but why clap him with the
he one big mac away diein