Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I them listenin' to that bullshit
Fuck the niggers! need to stop
How can you call yourself a and be proud of it

{u.n.l.v.}

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

Verse one: ya}

Misdemeanor motherfucker you face me
out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya they 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
Sent yo bitch ass where you
don't even have a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So want 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 you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' noise get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own sake but ya back up on me
Like I told you 'cause you and yo boys at big boy
nothin' but hoes I pulled deadly holocust
You tried to make peace not knowin' I was
He tried to give me dap and prime a bitch you weak!
'cause everytime you see me you that you speak
But I got for them fakein' ass hustlers
Pussy motherfucka! dick busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close 'cause the might just scorch ya,
Partners-n-crime, bitches mad 'cause 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 like the soldiers the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it 'cause the real 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?
Lost all respect, now you no longer the south,
But try to my fans against me,
Fuck it my real fans and all my niggas is with me,
Peanut, dune, fuck it $lu, and that t,
All my niggas bustin' and they sho nuff with me,
And y'all bitches see me,
My nigga you makes a move, you lose,
The game of come up
Biddy bye bye, nigga try,
Your 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,
Because you my shit,
Switch it around and my shit,
And I you bitches heard about 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 nigga my is way too tight,
goin' down 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 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 finish it off bitch

Verse three: boy}

Now we been gone too long true or right or wrong
And I know y'all been waitin' on God damn hit song
Let me drop some lyrics on this track man
like a dope fiend we caught a nigga scopin'
It's about time we close for these niggas
Reppin' on a nigga make they name bigger
They actin' like they bout it they ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by theyself yeah they I got it
But see it all started in 1993 when a coward out that ten
He tried to diss them yo cd forget about
New orleans rap game try'na to drop lyrics
Boo-koo dress man you know you
Nigga you need to quit with that shit ain't it
You almost the rape charge bitch you would've been sick
But anyway it go hey, how would the dope take?
Take ya to the brown, butter and powder
You two motherfuckin' try'na run one time
But first, what about the crowd did that dance
Eddie bow, you thought the would work and
Rock the it's unbelievable, hoe it's a ghetto
yet my shop where I go and make my rounds
I ain't no joke I'm on a 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 tried to run up but we dropped 'em
Like a hoe, fight 'em like carl in the ring
Then started to get to stabbin' leave a
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you get the right tools
up on magi noo, prime time you a bitch
I can't let you 'cause I got that feelin'
You lookin' a punk by the eyes
You know that ass hopin' that body still
Never talk shit till I get to the stage sooner
You go huh you never go what
"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
condtion motherfucker I hope you take
This time
I'm sick of tired, I'm sick of
Of you playin' with me
I'm free the three so u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I told ya
We not nice y'all mind lead wrong
You have thought twice
Try'na diss y'all thought we had
Y'all missed like try'na dissin' that
Left yo back, that yo is wack
'cause a fact, and we back '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 y'all before, I'm not no little boy
Shop 'cause of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy