Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't Shit

Niggas, hangin' on the cut
Sippin' on a 40 ounce of Gooden
Niggas, hangin' on the cut
Sippin' on a motherfuckin' 40 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 moes
And all the gangsta ass niggas vogues

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

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

I remember back when 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 sudden he 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 game I had a 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 if the nigga gets pissed
'Cause if he a chunk, I'm a get up in his shit

Huh, like it shit, yeah
I thought you
It shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

Killin' you ass for kicks shit for the murder
And since you want me to die you to die 'cause you deserve ta
Now here take 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 motherfuckers they run shit
Until you face to wiith Scarface you ain't done shit

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