Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I don't them to that bullshit
the niggers! motherfuckers need to stop
How can you call a nigga and be proud of it

{u.n.l.v.}

It's an thing and we bout it
Partners-n-crime motherfuckers you ain't it
It's an thing and we bout it
Now jubilee you ain't bout it
a third ward nigga it's a third ward nigga
It's a third nigga and we bout it

one: {lil' ya}

Misdemeanor you can't face me
out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up in the mornin'
It had to be about seven or eight if I was there
I would put the fuckin' tec in yo face and
Sent yo ass where you belong
don't even have a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So what'cha want to do yo shit up
I say you on lafayette yo stupid ass was to up
By me or anyone of my boys I you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own sake but ya fell up on me
I told you before 'cause you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I deadly holocust
You tried to make peace not knowin' I was
He tried to give me dap and prime you's a you weak!
'cause you see me you know that you speak
But I got love for them fakein' ass
Pussy motherfucka! takin' busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close the heat might just scorch ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all bitches mad cah money didn't want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I wonder which one of you muthafuckas to be like me,
The t, e, c, from the mighty one, two, three,
You bitches out like the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real 'cause the deal is how I feel,
You out with two, same as my crew,
And now you out and found yourself another busta,
Made it harder, to make the change big boy was givin' ya,
Said you to fuck with that dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
all respect, now you no longer represent the south,
But try to turn my against me,
Fuck it my fans and all my niggas is ballin' with me,
Peanut, dune, fuck it $lu, and that t,
All my niggas bustin' and they sho down with me,
And y'all bitches see me,
My nigga you a false move, you lose,
The deadly game of up
Biddy bye bye, don't try,
Your crew close shot with every buckshot, i'ma hit'cha with my four ten,
Double barrel, two trigger, shaker, you all in,
Hope you really like my shit,
you bite my shit,
Switch it and recite my shit,
And I know you bitches about me,
But y'all ain't sure about me, because I'm shootin' at'cha g,
You the role of a man,
But partners-n-crime, y'all nothin' but pussies in a can,
Ya try to stop me, but my clip is way too tight,
It's goin' at night,
And you don't see me I'm not in sight,
Two of you muthafuckas around,
But I know each one of you muthafuckas go underground,
So I checks him, and I wet him,
Yeah, I come to your house nigga with shells on the ground,
So show what'cha made of nigga,
You started this shit, now finish it off bitch

three: {yella boy}

Now we gone too long true or false right or wrong
And I know y'all waitin' on this God damn hit song
Let me drop some lyrics on this track man
Comin' like a dope we caught a nigga scopin'
It's about time we close shop for niggas
Reppin' on a nigga make they name bigger
They like they bout it knowin' they ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by theyself yeah heart I got it
But see it all started back in 1993 when a coward out ten
He to diss them jubilee yo cd forget about
New rap game try'na to drop some lyrics
Boo-koo dress man you you lame
Nigga you need to quit with that shit that it
You almost caught the charge bitch you would've been sick
But it go hey, how much would the dope take?
ya to the brown, peanut butter and powder
You two motherfuckin' try'na run one time
But first, what the crowd that did that dance
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk would and
the crowd it's unbelievable, hoe it's a ghetto
Better yet my shop I go and make my rounds
I ain't no I'm on a real big boy big boy
My only promise was to ask my boy, was he down me?
He can't 'cause he gay, watch out for the
The gangster to run up but we dropped 'em
a hoe, fight 'em like carl lewis in the ring
Then started to get to stabbin' a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you get the right tools
Back up on magi noo, prime time you a
I can't let you slide I got that feelin'
You like a punk by the eyes
You know that ass hopin' that still movin'
Never talk that till I get to the stage sooner
You never go huh you never go
"nigga you ain't you better keep my
Motherfuckin' name out yo mouth
you get yo motherfuckin' head bust"
I'm to you mystikal I'm a leave yo ass
Incabale condtion I hope you take
time long
I'm of tired, I'm sick of tired
Of you bitches with me
I'm free the so respect u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I ya twice
We not y'all first mind lead wrong
You have thought twice
Try'na diss y'all we had dismissed
Y'all missed like try'na like that
Left yo back, yo wife is wack
'cause that's a fact, and we 'cause I'm a
Bad a boy
Maybe that's why slip so hard
But fuck it, I'm a in my car
I told y'all once before, I'm not no boy
Shop closed 'cause of the
Motherfuck! a big boy