Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

you ass for kicks doin' shit for the murder
And since you want me to die you gots to die 'cause you ta
Now here this motherfuckin' slugs (bang)
'Cause 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 thinkin' they run shit
Until you face to face wiith Scarface you done shit

I'm off you mark ass niggas
With a slug from a motherfuckers
I'm a born killer, I thought you knew bitch
I'm slappin' hoes and cappin'