Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I don't them to that bullshit
Fuck the niggers! motherfuckers to stop
How can you call yourself a nigga and be 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 uptown and we bout it
Now jubilee motherfucker you ain't it
It's a third ward nigga it's a third ward
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 they you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up in the mornin'
It had to be seven or eight 'cause if I was there
I would have put the tec in yo face and
Sent yo ass where you belong
They even have a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So what'cha to do throw yo shit up
I say you on lafayette yo stupid ass was to up
By me or anyone of my I bust you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on 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 but hoes I pulled deadly holocust
You tried to make peace not I was strapped
He tried to give me dap and prime you's a you weak!
'cause everytime you see me you know that you
But I got love for them fakein' ass
Pussy motherfucka! dick busters!

Verse two:

Don't get too close 'cause the heat might just ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all bitches mad 'cause cah didn't want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I wonder which one of you muthafuckas wanted to be me,
The capital t, e, c, from the one, two, three,
You bitches out here like the soldiers the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it 'cause the real deal is how I feel,
You started out with two, as my crew,
And now you went out and found another busta,
Made it even harder, to the change big boy was givin' ya,
you like to fuck with that dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
Lost all respect, now you no longer the south,
But try to my fans against 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 nuff with me,
And y'all can't see me,
My nigga you makes a move, you lose,
The deadly of come up
Biddy bye bye, nigga try,
crew close shot with every buckshot, 'cause i'ma hit'cha with my four ten,
Double barrel, two trigger, shaker, you all in,
Hope you muthafuckas like my shit,
you bite my shit,
Switch it around and my shit,
And I know you bitches heard me,
But y'all ain't sure about me, I'm shootin' at'cha head g,
You play the of a man,
But partners-n-crime, ain't nothin' but pussies in a can,
Ya try to stop me, but my clip is way too tight,
It's down at night,
And you see me 'cause I'm not in sight,
Two of you wasn't 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 with thirty shells on the ground,
So show tec-9 made of nigga,
You started this shit, now i'ma it off bitch

Verse three: {yella

Now we been gone too long true or false or wrong
And I know y'all been waitin' on this God hit song
Let me drop some gangster lyrics on this man
Comin' like a dope we caught a nigga scopin'
It's about we close shop for these niggas
Reppin' on a nigga try'na make 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 in 1993 when a coward out that ten
He tried to diss them jubilee yo cd forget
New orleans rap try'na to drop some lyrics
Boo-koo dress man you you lame
Nigga you need to quit with that that ain't it
You almost caught the rape charge bitch you been sick
But anyway it go hey, how would the dope take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut and powder
You two motherfuckin' try'na run one time
But first, what about the crowd did that dance
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk would and
Rock the crowd unbelievable, hoe it's a ghetto
Better yet my shop where I go and my rounds
I ain't no joke I'm on a big boy big boy
My only was to ask my boy, was he down with me?
He can't 'cause he gay, out for the stick
The gangster to run up but we dropped 'em
Like a hoe, fight 'em like carl 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 you a bitch
I can't let you 'cause I got that feelin'
You lookin' like a by the eyes
You know that ass hopin' that body still
talk that shit till I get to the stage sooner
You never go huh you go what
"nigga you talkin' you better keep my
Motherfuckin' name out yo motherfuckin'
you get yo motherfuckin' head bust"
I'm talkin' to you mystikal I'm a yo ass
Incabale condtion I hope you take
This long
I'm sick of tired, I'm of tired
Of you playin' with me
I'm the three so respect u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I ya twice
We not y'all first mind lead wrong
You should thought twice
Try'na diss thought we had dismissed
Y'all missed like dissin' 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 they slip so
But it, I'm a jump in my car
I told once before, I'm not no little boy
Shop closed of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy