Luyện nghe bài hát It is What it Is

It is it is
It is it is

You try compromisin', nope, don't wanna talk
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 stay by and such

Well, we got altercations with these so called knuckleheads
We gon' for dooms and I assume
We get radar on fool in dem rooms
Bet, motherfucker ain't fin' ta be around here drippin' sweat

hot flashes and shit
Over fulla bitch-made and a half-ass dicks
You ripped? take it to 'em sick
Hit all they spots at once, pour it on 'em

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

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

And the majority of niggaz gon' back the fuck up
Somebody gon' somethin', time to validate my respection
Hit the corner dumpin', in the big-ass [unverified] station
Catch bitch-ass, that's 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, fish grease
Let the blast
May he rest in piss Miss up outta there

I brought boys, but I shoulda brought it like a concert
still alive, John Murell [unverified] Trauma Center, Concord
Shoulda doused him, shouldn'ta never him
Shoulda biz, but for now, it is what it is

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

Aight, ay dude, this all I know
What's with this sad to be glad-ass niggas?
Don't they that fools is laced with assassin skills?
Kill at will, gonna put hat on the rack for a cool mill?

(Aww, it's get done)
But now the has been spared
How we gon' get him out of intensive
And put him under the wing of a

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

I know this one botch a big-ass crotch by the name of Connie
She works in ICU and she dates this nigga named Ronnie
Have nab him at the hospital, that'll
a nurse to pull the plug on the life support

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

I gots no toilet paper for her anyhow
The shit is crampin' my style, floatin' from telly to telly
Conspiracy murder plots conversations overheard by federal
I'm fool musta passed away, tragic losses

On the they got my picture at the post office
After travellin' bouncin' back and to different states
finally caught me up in Kansas City
At a spot called Gates

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

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

Shouldn'ta caught me, shouldn'ta found me
Shoulda handled biz, but it's too late, it is 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 just what's taught
Handle biz when to be done, and I mean rip you dig?
'Cause no sense in savin' leftovers
That's yesterday's thing, with the right now
And everything gon' be is, it is