Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

[b.g. knocc
Well it's 95 and I'm back on the
Now wanna be on a niggas team
I blew up out the
flava in your ear
Rockin
Knockin
(party over here!)
But behind the
Ain't all what it
Motherfuckers run
When it to the greens
So by any
I got to do is necessary
If I wanna become
In this game my is the b.g.
Playin with the boys o-u-t
Nigga still wit eazy
But now I'm wit my big bro
Bouncin' in my
we was put in the twist but ya didn't know
That I was
And bitches still
The baby gangsta compton
'cause they know it's on and
this is for you blind fools who
Fillin and groove
Fuck you and yo'
niggas always talkin' the shit about me rappin'
Talk behind my back but don't know what's happenin'
Poppin' at the lips but really sayin nothin'
Mad I got up, got out, got somethin'

(chorus 2x)

Why all these people keep on me
yeah

[gangsta
I'm if do
I'm if don't
No I got a lot
I got niggas want
That's the in the hood
It's a
Niggas can't see anotha nigga havin'
I get rich
And some chips
To my man out
But say I'm trippin
I don't be givin handouts
Nigga you'se a grown man you learn some hustlin
But you wanna hands and walk through the strugglin
Now nigga please, money didn't grow on trees
If it did you'd see the rakin' leaves
So up
That shit is a dream and your trippin
That's why I keep my heat on the when I'm dippin
brothas like you and the rest of them fools
Be plottin' on my crew now your droppin by
I hit the and I see ya strictly as the enemy
(but dre was the homey)
Well better him then me
Niggas always that shit about me rappin
Talk behind my back but don't really know happenin
at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin
Mad 'cause I got up, got out, got

(chorus 2x)

(gangsta dresta)
See look the homies don't be realizin shit like this
Been broke all my life ain't nobody gave me
Workin like a motherfucker blood sweat and
heard from my peers when I served all them years
But no love was lost when you was out rollin' big
Now I wish you playa niggas would let me get mine
like a bitch but that bullshit is old style
Nigga I ain't got shit but a low

(b.g. knockout)
Ain't a like the k.o?
I rolls a 5 0
Occasionally I go in the lo-lo
I know it's a trip and niggas can't it
How a nigga rollin I used to be stranded
Damn it feels to be a hustler
Now it's time to the locs from the bustas
I gotta maintain because games I don't none
That's one I won't do
(what's )
Forget I came from
'cause niggas always talkin that shit about me
Talk behind my back but don't know what's happenin
Poppin at the lips but ain't sayin nothin
Mad I got up, got out, got somethin

(chorus 4x)