Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Nothin'

I to carry a glock on the waist line, man, I don't waste time
I'm strong on the bass line, you never taste mine
See me on the screen, beggin' for face time
Get own tape but don't bother to chase mine

I got a block, man, we a great time
You couldn't fill the shoes anytime I lace mine
up the stage, for the homies we make shine
Sick the dogs on you, get by the K-9

Homies on the yard never walk in the line
The manes find can never be in the game
I'm lettin' off rounds, blunts at the same time
crews, homie, you a neon to save time

Bitches like you always spittin' the rhymes
We put you all to shame, you never went through the same
Put you in the bind from the minute you by
So in your lane and get wet by the rain

You step up, get your ass touched
You wanna rap, son, get your ass
Try to test us, you's get smashed up
You wanna run with the dogs, get cash up

Git it, you gotta get straps up
Git it, you get your stash up
Git it, you gotta get up
You wanna run with the dogs, get cash up

I'm here on the block
it's time to ride out, you know what I'm all about
Hundred Harley bikes on site it goes down
Me and my homies, we holdin' the fort down
up in our town and you're pissin' a fourth now

Got ounces and three bottles of Jack
Two in the back and everyone I'm with is strapped
Whatever happened to chin checkin' and wreckin'
Try disrespectin', my & Wesson is endin' you

And I ain't since back in the day
Get your shit quick if you get in my face
You wanna run with the dog, better stay in place
'Cause your little ass don't hold no weight

And your little ass safe couldn't hold my
Get your denied down the road I take
And let me tell you one thing before I skate
If you a fake or a snake, I'mma send you to your

You wanna step up, get ass touched
You wanna rap, son, get ass buff
Try to us, you's gonna get smashed up
You wanna run the dogs, get your cash up

Git it, you get your straps up
Git it, you get your stash up
Git it, you gotta get up
You wanna run with the dogs, get cash up

Backed up, up, backed
up, backed up, backed
Backed up, backed up,
Backed up and you to get hurt

I'm a Staff OG from outta the gutter
With a fucked up for you punk mothafuckas
Get played like some who try to start ruckas
I'm a real gun so don't ever try to rush us

Can't nobody touch us don't leave on crutches
Or worse, get a ride in a with their bodies covered
It's gonna be a cold summer soon as the hilt
All bullshit stop

A couple scums in the street, so we don't care you bustas think
It might sink in but I won't blink
We go against everything, all the green
Got the low wrong swingin', nothing to me

We put it anywhere like it's something to see
So all you bitches goin' rogue with your haters
And when you wanna get loud, son, I'm to work
act up and you bound to get hurt

You wanna step up, get your ass
You wanna rap, son, get your ass
Try to test us, you's gonna get up
You wanna run with the dogs, get your up

Git it, you gotta get your up
Git it, you gotta get your up
Git it, you gotta get up
You run with the dogs, get your cash up