Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I them listenin' to that bullshit
Fuck the niggers! motherfuckers 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
motherfuckers you ain't bout it
It's an uptown thing and we it
Now jubilee motherfucker you bout it
It's a ward nigga it's a third ward nigga
It's a ward 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 on our set up early in the mornin'
It had to be about or eight 'cause if I was there
I would put the fuckin' tec in yo face and
yo bitch ass where you belong
They don't even have a fuckin' set called and claiborne
So what'cha to do throw yo shit up
I say you on yo stupid ass was to piss up
By me or anyone of my boys I bust you in yo 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
Like I told you before you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but I pulled deadly holocust
You tried to make peace not knowin' I was
He to give me dap and prime you's a bitch you weak!
'cause everytime you see me you know you speak
But I got love for them fakein' ass
Pussy motherfucka! dick busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close 'cause the 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 wanted to be like me,
The capital t, e, c, the mighty one, two, three,
You bitches out here the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real 'cause the deal is how I feel,
You started out with two, as my crew,
And now you went out and yourself another busta,
Made it harder, to make the change big boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to fuck with that dope, what'cha bout?
all respect, now you no longer represent the south,
But try to turn my fans me,
Fuck it my real and all my niggas is ballin' with me,
Peanut, dune, fuck it $lu, and nigga t,
All my niggas bustin' and they sho down with me,
And y'all can't see me,
My you makes a false move, you lose,
The deadly game of up
Biddy bye bye, nigga try,
Your crew close shot with every buckshot, 'cause i'ma hit'cha with my ten,
Double barrel, two trigger, shaker, you all in,
Hope you really like my shit,
Because you my shit,
Switch it around and my shit,
And I you bitches heard about me,
But y'all ain't sure me, because I'm shootin' at'cha head 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 see me 'cause I'm not in sight,
Two of you muthafuckas around,
But I each one of you muthafuckas could go underground,
So I checks him, and I wet him,
Yeah, I come to your house nigga with thirty on the ground,
So show tec-9 what'cha of nigga,
You started this shit, now i'ma finish it off

Verse three: {yella

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