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

shit 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 flaggin' hoes out the ?
Car down crush portion and paint
Eight in the you hear my Alpine crank

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

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

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

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

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

Creepin' up a yellow stonin'
Put my shit in park and drunk a St. Ises my homey
Reminisced on fast times, times and shit
Smokin' on some bud I 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 have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at it's to kick some asses

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

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

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

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

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

mister Face the hardest nigga being heard
'Cause all I have in world is my balls and my word
I'm sick of motherfuckers thinkin' 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 thought you knew
I'm slappin' hoes and cappin'