Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Shit

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

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

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

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

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

cool, I'm the niggas man
Reachin' out his arm tryin' to shake a nigga
But I just walked away and his shit to hang
'Cause back in the I had a motherfuckin' thang

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

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

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

I gave my boy some dap and asked him the haps
Chillin' with girl and a gat across his laps
I he had some drama, I didn't even have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at it's time to kick asses

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

trapped, quick 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 steady fry
So nigga lay it down or die die
Fuckin' my family, you dick is in the paint
So don't think that it's 'cause niggero it ain't

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

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

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

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