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 nuts that's off that Acapulco powdered chalk
So he untouchable, oh he can be
Well, where he stay at then, he stay by such and

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

hot flashes and shit
Over these fulla bitch-made and a dicks
You ripped? Let's it to 'em sick
Hit all they at once, pour it on 'em thick

Who got the suey chops? They in my 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 bring enough to blow up a ship

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

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

While I was tryin' to get him to get in a so that I could open fire
Fuck a ski mask, unpolished fish
Let the fully
May he rest in piss Miss up outta there

I them boys, but I shoulda brought it like a concert
still alive, John Murell [unverified] Trauma Center, Concord
Shoulda doused him, never found him
handled 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 wanna
What's wrong this sad to be glad-ass niggas?
Don't they know fools is laced with assassin skills?
Kill at will, gonna put hat on the rack for a cool mill?

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

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

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

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

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

On the they got my picture at the post office
After travellin' bouncin' back and forth to states
They finally me up in Kansas 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 trippin'
I'll be up in bitch makin' spreads, drinkin' Pruno
and coffee Cadillacs, jumpin' jacks

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 when I'm

Shouldn'ta me, shouldn'ta never found me
handled biz, but it's 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 just been taught
Handle biz when it's to be done, and I mean rip you
'Cause ain't no sense in leftovers
That's thing, roll with the right now
And everything be is, what it is