Luyện nghe bài hát It Aint Yo

It yo cash yo, it ain't yo flow yo
I thought you know, It ain't yo benz, it aint yo ice
It ain't yo, yo, another lost soul
Up at the crossroads, it yo chains, it ain't yo rings(?)
It ain't yo ice yo, it ain't yo bling yo, I thought you should
It ain't that drop top E-class, them rims yo
Another lost soul, up at the

Regulatin' up in this
while you suckers hatin up in this
You might as well the game
it's time to see a change
Talk about your flows and clothes
And all your hos and doughs
What about the ones with the holes in their
Heaven knows, how many of them kiled with the flow
And how you done with their dough
And with the sexcapdaes, and the escalades and the navigades, you
Talkin about stayin from the steel or getin killed
While you lookin at us than hard, like we ain't real
So I don't do this for the fame, and I do this for the game
Everything I do is from the heart, to see a change in Jesus
That's why I'm prayin for my comrads, speek the word to this
be decieved by this divination, or be fallen to this fornication

Chose God over pleasure, me where would I be
Shorties listen to this music, livin ghetto
And think they thuggin but really
On the block where they sell, now is all they huggin
While they in the cell,
See all the homies rollin thick, so they know they want that
Got 'em lost in the hood with 20 to life and come back
Before you rollin like a 6-4, and you hittin a
Before you up in this thang like you gettin with this
And realizin it's a war, and go ahead and
Too many people livin they life and knowin the risk
And yo, it's spiritual, you cats that's lyrical
I'm prayin for a change, but gonna take a miricle
It that blow, it ain't that dank, it ain't that thai
It ain't that stank, it aint No Limit tank
Or that Cash Money that rule, don't you know that is rulin this fool
Runnin around and you cool, ''cause you got your tattoos
But you ain't got a

For all the ones that's down
You claim you them love
But on the garbage that you spit, your message them thugs
And sendin them there, in the Bible I can't swear
Now how you care for their souls, all you want is girls and of dough
It's like every city you go and on these videos
Every time I turn around, it's the nasty thing yo
Now back to the facts I'm steady on ya'll
You wanna ball until you fall, on Judgment Day you crawl
get me wrong shortie, I know you runnin from the call
That's why I'm prayin for you, Dogg, you can't from my Lord
Like I told you before, It yo ice, it ain't yo bling
It ain't yo drop top E-class while you rollin on them