Luyện nghe bài hát It is What it Is

It is it is
It is it is

You try compromisin', nope, they don't wanna
And they got them nuts that's off that powdered chalk
So he untouchable, oh he can be
Well, where he stay at then, he by such and such

Well, since we got with these so called knuckleheads
We play for dooms and I assume
We get on fool in dem livin' rooms
Bet, motherfucker fin' ta be runnin' around here drippin' sweat

Havin' hot and shit
Over fulla bitch-made and a half-ass dicks
You Let's take it to 'em sick
Hit all they at once, pour it on 'em thick

Who got the suey chops? They in my garage
Well where he at? He at the Lodge, beep that nigga
Tell him to get here right now quick now it's gon' be shit
Tell him to bring enough ammunition to blow up a

ain't nothin' this here been goin' on just a little bit too long
Plus I got a and kids to raise and I plan on seein' 'em get grown
Get straight to the root of the
Get rid of the source that's what, get rid of the big cheese

And the majority of these niggaz gon' back the up
Somebody gon' somethin', time to validate my respection
Hit the corner dumpin', in the big-ass station wagon
Catch them bitch-ass, what I told my driver man

While I was to get him to get in a position so that I could open fire
Fuck a ski mask, unpolished grease
Let the blast
May he rest in piss Miss smash up there

I brought them boys, but I shoulda it like a concert
Fool's still alive, John Murell Trauma Center, Concord
doused him, shouldn'ta never found him
Shoulda handled biz, but for now, it is it is

It is it is
It is it is
It is it is

Aight, ay dude, all I wanna know
What's with this sad to be glad-ass niggas?
they know that fools is laced with assassin skills?
Kill at will, gonna put your hat on the rack for a cool

(Aww, gon' get done)
But now the has been spared
How we gon' get him out of intensive
And put him the wing of a pall-bear?

One of my got a plug on some silencers, he knows some agents
He used dem [unverified] [unverified] shot on different occasions
What that mean his family gon' when I smash that card
Better stay on a nigga give a fuck about a die-hard

I know this one botch with a crotch by the name of Connie
She in ICU and she dates this nigga named Mitchski Ronnie
Have nab him at the hospital, work
a nurse to pull the plug on the life support

Risky business but it's organized class and the shit sound
But if we fuck around and make it too obvious
The might her lose her job
Tough that shit no better than fuckin' for me now

I gots no toilet paper feelings for her
The shit is crampin' my livin' style, floatin' telly to telly
murder plots phone conversations overheard by federal
I'm guessin' fool musta passed away, tragic

On the wall they got my picture at the post
After travellin' back and forth to different states
They finally caught me up in City
At a barbecue spot called

Do the crime do the time, it ain't for no
And as long as a nigga twerkin' in the kitchen, he ain't
I'll be up in bitch makin' spreads, drinkin' Pruno
and coffee Cadillacs, jumpin' jacks

Takin' flicks, kites, makin' wishes
Fuck around and get mad on the strength of conjugal
Flip the pile, hit my fee-vee [unverified]
Keep my shank close by me I'm sleepy

caught me, shouldn'ta never found me
Shoulda handled biz, but too late, it is what it is

It is it is
It is it is
It is it is

Oh, ohh I see
It is what it was, and what it was is what's been taught
Handle biz when it's to be done, and I mean rip you
ain't no sense in savin' leftovers
That's thing, roll with the right now
And everything be is, what it is