Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Shit

Niggas, hangin' on the cut
Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 of Gooden
Niggas, deep on the cut
Sippin' on a 40 ounce of Gooden
Niggas, deep on the cut
on a motherfuckin' 40 ounce of Gooden

Ain't changed in my hood since '86
And 1987, I was into the clique
All the triflin' bitches in my hood smoked
And all the gangsta ass niggas vogues

Drop Monty Carlos, El Dogs and Caddy
Firin' up fry hoes out the roof ?
Car down crush and fresh paint
Eight in the back you hear my Alpine

All of my they had a truck load of dope
back in the gang you can get it by the boat
It's new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you to be smokin'
'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you to be smokin'
'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you gots to be

'Cause I remember back the nigga had green
Seen him at the pipes and now the is just a dope fiend
Funny how a nigga, a key or two
Is down on his ass and all of a he remember you

Everythings cool, I'm the man
out his arm tryin' to shake a nigga hand
But I just walked and left his shit to hang
back in the game I had a motherfuckin' thang

And that's why I walk my hands on my dick
A nigga say, "What up?", I around and I say "This"
And I could give a fuck if the nigga pissed
'Cause if he a chunk, I'm a get up in his shit

Huh, it ain't shit, yeah
I you knew
It shit

Creepin' up a yellow stonin'
Put my shit in park and drunk a St. with my homey
on fast times, past times and shit
Smokin' on some bud I came acroos my Kick

I gave my boy some dap and him what's the haps
Chillin' with this and a gat across his laps
I knew he had some drama, I even have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at it's time to kick some

He told what had happened and now I'm FUCK
I'm callin' up south it's time to get 'em up
My motherfuckin' neighborhood is quick to get with
Never showin' fear these niggas never had it

trapped, quick to go to war
Quick to kill your ass and quick to your car
So if you see some shit I suggest you punch it
'Cause what's about to happen, you may not be able to

Killers killers killers smokin' fry
So nigga lay it or die motherfuckers die
Fuckin' with my family, you dick is in the
So don't think that shit 'cause niggero it ain't

Shit to brake 'em off I'm brakin' 'em off chunks
Siggedy south iggedy acres no motherfuckin' punks
And shootin' ain't the motherfuckin' shit
'Cause niggas plot after motherfuckin' hits

Killin' you ass for kicks doin' shit for the
And since you want me to die you to die 'cause you deserve ta
Now take this motherfuckin' slugs (bang)
'Cause fuckin' with the kid is the grounds of drugged

Mister mister Face the hardest nigga being
'Cause all I have in this world is my and my word
I'm of motherfuckers thinkin' they run shit
Until you face to face wiith Scarface you ain't shit

I'm off you mark ass niggas
With a slug a glock motherfuckers
I'm a born killer, I really you knew bitch
I'm slappin' and cappin' fools