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 thing and we 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 third ward it's a third ward nigga
It's a ward nigga and we bout it

Verse {lil' ya}

motherfucker you can't face me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l
Got mad bullets on ya said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up early in the
It had to be about or eight 'cause if I was there
I have put the fuckin' tec in yo face and
Sent yo ass where you belong
They don't even have a fuckin' set called 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 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 sake but ya fell up on me
Like I you before 'cause you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I deadly holocust
You tried to make not knowin' I was strapped
He to give me dap and prime you's a bitch you weak!
everytime you see me you know that you speak
But I got love for fakein' ass hustlers
motherfucka! dick takin' busters!

Verse two:

Don't get too 'cause the heat might just scorch ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all bitches mad 'cause cah didn't want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I wonder which one of you wanted to be like me,
The capital t, e, c, from the one, two, three,
You bitches out here like the choke the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real 'cause the real is how I feel,
You started out two, same as my crew,
And now you went out and found another busta,
Made it harder, to make the change big boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to fuck with that dope, what'cha talkin'
Lost all respect, now you no longer the south,
But try to my fans against me,
Fuck it my fans and all my niggas is ballin' with me,
Peanut, dune, it $lu, and that 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 of come up
Biddy bye bye, don't try,
Your crew close shot with buckshot, 'cause i'ma hit'cha with my four ten,
Double barrel, two trigger, shaker, you all in,
you muthafuckas really 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, because I'm at'cha head g,
You the role 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,
It's down at night,
And you don't see me I'm not in sight,
Two of you muthafuckas around,
But I know one of you muthafuckas could go underground,
So I him, and then 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 it off bitch

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 gangster 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 nigga try'na make they name
They actin' like bout 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 1993 when a out that ten
He tried to them jubilee yo cd forget about
New rap game try'na to drop some lyrics
Boo-koo man you know you lame
Nigga you need to quit with that shit ain't it
You caught 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' hoes run one time
But first, about the crowd that 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 only was to ask my boy, was he down with me?
He 'cause he gay, watch out for the stick
The gangster to run up but we dropped 'em
a hoe, fight 'em like carl lewis in the ring
Then started to get to stabbin' a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you get the right tools
up on magi noo, prime time you a bitch
I let you slide 'cause I got that feelin'
You lookin' like a by the eyes
You know that ass hopin' that still movin'
Never talk that shit till I get to the stage
You never go huh you go what
"nigga you ain't talkin' you better my
Motherfuckin' name out yo motherfuckin'
you get yo motherfuckin' head bust"
I'm talkin' to you 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 bitches with me
I'm free the three so u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I told ya
We not y'all first mind lead wrong
You should have twice
diss y'all 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 back I'm a
Bad a boy
Maybe that's why they so hard
But it, I'm a jump in my car
I y'all once before, I'm not no little boy
Shop closed of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy