Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Shit

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

Ain't shit in my hood since '86
And 1987, I was into the clique
All the triflin' in my hood smoked moes
And all the gangsta ass niggas rode

Drop Carlos, El Dogs and Caddy Coups
Firin' up fry flaggin' out the roof ?
Car down portion and fresh paint
in the back you hear my Alpine crank

All of my niggas they had a truck load of
'Cause back in the you can get it by the boat
It's 1993 new bounds are broken
If you bangin' then you gots to be smokin'
'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you to be smokin'
'Cause if you ain't bangin' then you to be smokin'

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

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

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

Huh, like it ain't shit,
I thought you
It shit

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

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

He told what had and now I'm thinkin' FUCK
I'm up south acres it's time to get 'em up
My motherfuckin' neighborhood is quick to get static
Never fear 'cause these niggas never had it

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

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

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

Killin' you ass for kicks shit for the murder
And since you want me to die you gots to die 'cause you ta
Now here this motherfuckin' slugs (bang)
fuckin' with the kid is the grounds of being drugged

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

I'm killin' off you mark ass
With a slug from a glock
I'm a born killer, I really thought you bitch
I'm hoes and cappin' fools