Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

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

{u.n.l.v.}

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

Verse {lil' ya}

Misdemeanor motherfucker you can't me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy 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 seven or '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 a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So want to do throw yo shit up
I say you on lafayette yo stupid ass was to up
By me or of my boys I bust you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own but ya fell back up on me
I told you before 'cause you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I pulled holocust
You tried to make peace not knowin' I was
He tried to give me dap and you's a bitch you weak!
everytime 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 capital t, e, c, from the one, two, three,
You out here like the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real 'cause the real is how I feel,
You started out with two, as my crew,
And now you out and found yourself another busta,
it even 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all respect, now you no longer represent the south,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 fans and all my niggas is with me,
Peanut, dune, fuck it $lu, and nigga t,
All my niggas and they sho nuff down with me,
And y'all can't see me,
My nigga you makes a move, you lose,
The game of come up
Biddy bye bye, don't try,
Your crew 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 and recite my shit,
And I know you bitches about me,
But y'all ain't sure about me, 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 nigga my is way too tight,
goin' down at night,
And you don't see me I'm not in sight,
Two of you wasn't around,
But I know each one of you muthafuckas go underground,
So I him, and then I wet him,
Yeah, I to your house nigga with thirty shells on the ground,
So tec-9 what'cha made of nigga,
You started this shit, now finish it off bitch

three: {yella boy}

Now we been gone too long true or false right or
And I know been waitin' on this God damn hit song
Let me drop some gangster on this track man
Comin' like a fiend we caught a nigga scopin'
It's about time we shop for these niggas
Reppin' on a try'na make they name bigger
They actin' like they bout it they ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by yeah they heart I got it
But see it all back in 1993 when a coward out that ten
He to diss them jubilee yo cd forget about
New rap game try'na to drop some lyrics
dress man you know you lame
Nigga you need to with that shit that ain't it
You almost the rape charge bitch you would've been sick
But anyway it go hey, how much would the take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut and powder
You two hoes try'na run one time
But first, what about the crowd 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 joke I'm on a big boy big boy
My promise was to ask my boy, was he down with me?
He can't 'cause he gay, watch out for the
The gangster tried to run up but we 'em
Like a hoe, fight 'em like carl in the ring
started to get to stabbin' leave a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you best's get the tools
Back up on noo, prime time you a bitch
I can't let you slide I got that feelin'
You lookin' a punk by the eyes
You know ass hopin' that body 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
Before you get yo motherfuckin' bust"
I'm talkin' to you mystikal I'm a yo ass
Incabale condtion motherfucker I hope you
time long
I'm sick of tired, I'm sick of
Of you playin' with me
I'm the three so respect u.n.l.v.
I you once, I told ya twice
We not y'all first mind lead wrong
You should have thought
Try'na diss y'all thought we had
Y'all missed like try'na dissin' that
yo back, that yo wife is wack
'cause a fact, and we back 'cause I'm a
Bad a boy
that's why they slip so hard
But it, I'm a jump in my car
I told once before, I'm not no little boy
Shop 'cause of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy