Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

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

{u.n.l.v.}

It's an uptown and we bout it
Partners-n-crime you ain't bout it
It's an uptown thing and we it
Now jubilee motherfucker you ain't 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 can't me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya they said you wasn't
Yeah, you pissed on our set up in the mornin'
It had to be about seven or 'cause if I was there
I would have put the tec in yo face and
Sent yo bitch ass where you
don't even have a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So what'cha 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 bust you in yo and
You still talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on knowin' you fake
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own sake but ya fell up on me
Like I told you 'cause you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I pulled holocust
You to make peace not knowin' I was strapped
He tried to me dap and prime you's a bitch you weak!
'cause everytime you see me you that you speak
But I got for them fakein' ass hustlers
Pussy motherfucka! takin' busters!

Verse two:

Don't get too 'cause the heat might just scorch ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all mad 'cause 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 bitches out here like the soldiers the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real 'cause the real is how I feel,
You out with two, same as my crew,
And now you went out and yourself another busta,
Made it even harder, to make the change big boy was ya,
you like to fuck with that dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
Lost all respect, now you no longer the south,
But try to turn my against me,
it my real fans and all my niggas is ballin' with me,
Peanut, dune, it $lu, and that nigga t,
All my niggas bustin' and they sho nuff down me,
And bitches can't see me,
My you makes a false move, you lose,
The deadly game of up
Biddy bye bye, nigga try,
Your crew close shot with every buckshot, 'cause i'ma with my four ten,
barrel, two trigger, room shaker, you all in,
Hope you muthafuckas like my shit,
Because you my shit,
Switch it and recite my shit,
And I know you bitches heard me,
But y'all ain't about me, because I'm shootin' at'cha head g,
You play the 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 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 him, and then I wet him,
Yeah, I come to your house nigga thirty shells on the ground,
So show what'cha made of nigga,
You started shit, now i'ma finish it off bitch

Verse three: boy}

Now we been too long true or false 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 shop for niggas
on a nigga try'na make they name bigger
They actin' 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 back in 1993 when a out that ten
He to diss them jubilee yo cd forget about
New orleans rap try'na to drop some lyrics
dress man you know you lame
Nigga you need to quit that shit that ain't it
You caught the rape charge bitch you would've been sick
But anyway it go hey, how much the dope take?
ya to the brown, peanut butter and powder
You two motherfuckin' hoes try'na run one
But first, what about the crowd that did dance
bow, you thought the twerk would work and
Rock the crowd unbelievable, hoe it's a ghetto
Better yet my shop where I go and my rounds
I no joke I'm on a real big boy big boy
My only promise was to ask my boy, was he down me?
He can't he gay, watch out for the stick
The tried to run up but we dropped 'em
Like a hoe, fight 'em carl lewis in the ring
Then started to get to leave a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you best's get the tools
Back up on magi noo, prime you a bitch
I can't let you slide 'cause I got 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 sooner
You go huh you never go what
"nigga you ain't talkin' you keep my
Motherfuckin' name out yo mouth
Before you get yo head bust"
I'm to you mystikal I'm a leave yo ass
Incabale condtion I hope you take
This long
I'm of tired, I'm sick of tired
Of you bitches with me
I'm free the 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
diss y'all thought we had dismissed
Y'all missed like try'na like 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 fuck it, I'm a in my car
I y'all once before, I'm not no little boy
Shop closed of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy