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 a nigga and be proud of it

{u.n.l.v.}

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

Verse one: ya}

motherfucker you can't face me
Turned out I was yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad on ya they said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up early in the
It had to be seven or eight 'cause if I was there
I would have put the tec in yo face 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 lafayette yo stupid ass was to up
By me or of my boys I bust you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' noise get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
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 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 know you speak
But I got love for them ass hustlers
motherfucka! dick takin' busters!

Verse two:

get too close 'cause 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 wanted to be like me,
The capital t, e, c, the mighty one, two, three,
You bitches out here the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real 'cause the deal is how I feel,
You out with two, same as my crew,
And now you went out and found yourself busta,
Made it even harder, to make the big boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to fuck with dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
all respect, now you no longer represent the south,
But try to my fans against me,
Fuck it my real fans and all my niggas is ballin' me,
Peanut, dune, fuck it $lu, and that t,
All my niggas bustin' and they sho nuff down me,
And y'all can't see me,
My nigga you makes a move, you lose,
The game of come up
bye bye, nigga don't try,
Your crew close shot with every buckshot, 'cause 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 at'cha head g,
You the role of a man,
But partners-n-crime, y'all ain't but pussies in a can,
Ya try to stop me, but 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 each one of you could go underground,
So I him, and then I wet him,
Yeah, I come to house nigga with thirty shells on the ground,
So show tec-9 what'cha of nigga,
You this shit, now i'ma finish it off bitch

Verse three: boy}

Now we gone too long true or false right or wrong
And I know y'all been waitin' on God damn hit song
Let me drop gangster lyrics on this track man
Comin' like a dope fiend we a nigga scopin'
It's about time we close shop for these
Reppin' on a nigga try'na they name bigger
They actin' like they bout it knowin' ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by theyself yeah they I got it
But see it all started back in when a coward out that ten
He tried to diss them yo cd forget about
New orleans rap game to drop some lyrics
Boo-koo man you know you lame
Nigga you need to quit with that shit ain't it
You almost caught the rape charge bitch you been sick
But anyway it go hey, how much would the take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut butter and
You two motherfuckin' try'na run one time
But first, what about the crowd did that dance
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk work and
Rock the crowd it's unbelievable, hoe a ghetto
yet my shop where 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 can't 'cause he gay, out for the stick
The gangster to run up but we dropped 'em
Like a hoe, fight 'em carl lewis in the ring
Then to get to stabbin' leave a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you best's get the tools
up on magi noo, prime time you a bitch
I can't let you slide 'cause I got that
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 go huh you never go what
"nigga you ain't talkin' you keep my
Motherfuckin' name out yo mouth
you get yo motherfuckin' head bust"
I'm talkin' to you mystikal I'm a yo ass
Incabale condtion motherfucker I hope you
This long
I'm of tired, I'm sick 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 thought
diss y'all thought we had dismissed
Y'all missed like try'na dissin' like
Left yo back, yo wife is wack
that's a fact, and we back 'cause I'm a
Bad a boy
that's why they slip so hard
But fuck it, I'm a in my car
I told y'all once before, I'm not no boy
Shop 'cause of the third
Motherfuck! a big boy