Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I don't them listenin' to bullshit
Fuck the niggers! motherfuckers need to
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 bout it
It's an thing and we bout it
Now jubilee motherfucker you bout it
It's a ward nigga it's a third ward nigga
It's a third nigga and we bout it

one: {lil' ya}

Misdemeanor motherfucker you face me
out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya they said you home
Yeah, you on our set up early in the mornin'
It had to be seven or eight 'cause if I was there
I would have put the fuckin' tec in yo and
Sent yo bitch ass you belong
They don't even have a fuckin' set airhorne and claiborne
So what'cha want to do 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 back up on me
Like I told you before 'cause you and yo at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I deadly holocust
You tried to make peace not I was strapped
He tried to give me dap and you's a bitch you weak!
'cause everytime you see me you that you speak
But I got love for them fakein' ass
Pussy motherfucka! dick busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close 'cause the heat might just ya,
Partners-n-crime, bitches mad 'cause cah money didn't want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I which one of you muthafuckas wanted to be like me,
The t, e, c, from the mighty one, two, three,
You out here like the soldiers choke 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,
Said you like to fuck that dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
Lost all respect, now you no longer the south,
But try to turn my fans me,
Fuck it my real fans and all my is ballin' with me,
Peanut, dune, it $lu, and that nigga t,
All my niggas and they sho nuff down with me,
And y'all bitches see me,
My you makes a false move, you lose,
The game of come up
bye bye, nigga don't try,
Your close shot with every buckshot, 'cause i'ma hit'cha with my four ten,
Double barrel, two trigger, shaker, you all in,
you muthafuckas really like my shit,
Because you my shit,
Switch it around and my shit,
And I know you bitches heard me,
But y'all ain't sure about me, because I'm shootin' head g,
You the role of a man,
But partners-n-crime, y'all ain't nothin' but in a can,
Ya try to stop me, but nigga my is way too tight,
goin' down at night,
And you see me 'cause I'm not in sight,
Two of you wasn't around,
But I know one of you muthafuckas could go underground,
So I checks him, and I wet him,
Yeah, I come to your house nigga thirty shells on the ground,
So show tec-9 what'cha of nigga,
You started this shit, now i'ma finish it off

Verse three: boy}

Now we been too long true or false right or wrong
And I know been waitin' on this God damn hit song
Let me drop some lyrics on this track man
Comin' a dope fiend we caught a nigga scopin'
It's about we close shop for these niggas
Reppin' on a nigga make they name bigger
They actin' they bout it knowin' they ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by theyself yeah they I got it
But see it all started back in 1993 when a coward out ten
He tried to 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 quit with that that ain't it
You almost caught the rape charge bitch you been sick
But anyway it go hey, how much 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 that did that
bow, you thought the twerk would work and
Rock the crowd it's unbelievable, hoe a ghetto
Better yet my shop where I go and make my
I ain't no I'm on a real 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 tried 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 time you a
I can't let you slide 'cause I got that
You like a punk by the eyes
You know ass hopin' that body still movin'
Never talk that shit till I get to the sooner
You go huh you never go what
"nigga you talkin' you better keep my
Motherfuckin' out yo motherfuckin' mouth
Before you get yo head bust"
I'm talkin' to you mystikal I'm a yo ass
Incabale motherfucker I hope you take
This long
I'm sick of tired, I'm of tired
Of you bitches playin' me
I'm free the so respect u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I told ya
We not nice y'all first mind lead
You should have twice
Try'na diss thought we had dismissed
Y'all missed try'na dissin' like that
Left yo back, 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