Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

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

Verse one: ya}

Misdemeanor motherfucker you can't me
Turned out I was yo boy third 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 seven 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 have a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So what'cha want to do throw yo up
I say you on lafayette yo 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 that you fake
to you I did it for yo own sake but ya fell back up on me
Like I told you before you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I pulled deadly
You tried to make peace not knowin' I was
He tried to give me dap and prime you's a you weak!
'cause everytime you see me you that you speak
But I got love for them ass hustlers
Pussy motherfucka! takin' busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close 'cause the heat might just ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all bitches mad 'cause cah didn't want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I wonder which one of you muthafuckas to be like me,
The t, e, c, from the mighty one, two, three,
You bitches out like the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But i'ma it real 'cause the real deal is how I feel,
You started out with two, as my crew,
And now you went out and yourself another busta,
Made it harder, to make the change big boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to fuck with dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
Lost all respect, now you no represent the south,
But try to turn my fans me,
it my real fans and all my niggas 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 deadly of come up
Biddy bye bye, nigga try,
Your close shot with every buckshot, 'cause i'ma hit'cha with my four ten,
barrel, two trigger, room 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 heard me,
But y'all ain't sure me, because I'm shootin' 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 me, but nigga my clip is way too tight,
It's goin' 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 made of nigga,
You started this shit, now finish it off bitch

Verse three: {yella

Now we been gone too long or false right or wrong
And I know y'all been waitin' on this God damn hit
Let me drop some gangster on this track man
Comin' like a dope fiend we a nigga scopin'
about time we close shop for these niggas
Reppin' on a nigga try'na make they bigger
They actin' they bout it knowin' they ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by yeah they 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 game try'na to some lyrics
dress man you know you lame
Nigga you need to quit with that shit ain't it
You almost caught the rape bitch you would've been sick
But anyway it go hey, how would the dope take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut and powder
You two motherfuckin' hoes run one time
But first, what about the crowd that did dance
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk would and
Rock the crowd unbelievable, hoe it's a ghetto
Better yet my 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 with me?
He can't 'cause he gay, watch out for the
The tried 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 you best's get the right tools
Back up on magi noo, prime you a bitch
I can't let you slide I got that feelin'
You lookin' like a punk by the
You that ass hopin' that body still movin'
Never talk that shit I get to the stage sooner
You go huh you never go what
"nigga you ain't talkin' you better my
Motherfuckin' name out yo motherfuckin'
Before you get yo head bust"
I'm talkin' to you mystikal I'm a yo ass
Incabale condtion motherfucker I hope you
time long
I'm of tired, I'm sick of tired
Of you playin' with me
I'm the three so respect u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I ya twice
We not nice y'all mind lead wrong
You have thought twice
Try'na diss y'all we had dismissed
Y'all missed like try'na dissin' like
Left yo back, that yo is wack
'cause that's a fact, and we '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 once before, I'm not no boy
closed 'cause of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy