Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I them listenin' to that bullshit
Fuck the niggers! need to stop
How can you yourself a nigga 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 uptown thing and we it
Now jubilee you ain't bout it
It's a third ward nigga it's a ward nigga
a third ward nigga and we bout it

Verse {lil' ya}

Misdemeanor you can't face me
Turned out I was yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up in the mornin'
It had to be about or eight 'cause if I was there
I would put the fuckin' tec in yo face and
Sent yo ass where you belong
They even have a fuckin' set called airhorne and claiborne
So what'cha to do throw yo shit up
I say you on lafayette yo ass was to piss up
By me or of my boys I bust you in yo mouth and
You talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
to you I did it for yo own sake but ya fell back up on me
Like I you before 'cause you and yo boys at big boy
Ain't nothin' but I pulled deadly holocust
You tried to make not knowin' 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
motherfucka! dick takin' busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close 'cause the might just scorch ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all bitches mad 'cause cah money want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I wonder which one of you muthafuckas to be like me,
The capital t, e, c, the mighty one, two, three,
You out here like the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But keep it real 'cause the real deal 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 represent the south,
But try to turn my fans me,
it my real fans and all my niggas is ballin' with 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 a false move, you lose,
The game of come up
Biddy bye bye, nigga try,
Your crew close shot with every buckshot, 'cause hit'cha with my four ten,
barrel, two trigger, room shaker, you all in,
Hope you really like my shit,
you bite my shit,
Switch it around and my shit,
And I know you heard about me,
But y'all ain't sure about me, because I'm shootin' at'cha g,
You the role of a man,
But partners-n-crime, y'all nothin' but pussies in a can,
Ya try to stop me, but nigga my is way too tight,
It's goin' at night,
And you see me 'cause 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 thirty shells on the ground,
So show tec-9 what'cha of nigga,
You started shit, now i'ma finish it off bitch

three: {yella boy}

Now we gone too long true or false right or wrong
And I know y'all been waitin' on this God hit song
Let me some gangster lyrics on this track man
Comin' like a dope fiend we a nigga scopin'
It's about time we shop for these niggas
on a nigga try'na make they name bigger
They actin' like they bout it knowin' they 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 tried to them jubilee yo cd forget about
New orleans rap game try'na to drop some
Boo-koo man you know you lame
Nigga you need to quit with that shit that it
You almost caught the rape charge bitch you would've sick
But anyway it go hey, how much the dope take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut butter and
You two motherfuckin' hoes try'na run one
But first, what about the crowd that did that
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk would and
Rock the crowd it's unbelievable, hoe a ghetto
Better yet my where I go and make my rounds
I no joke I'm on a real big boy big boy
My promise 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 lewis in the ring
Then started to get to leave a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n you best's get the right tools
Back up on magi noo, prime you a bitch
I let you slide 'cause I got that feelin'
You like a punk by the eyes
You know that ass hopin' that still movin'
Never talk that shit till I get to the sooner
You never go huh you never go
"nigga you ain't talkin' you better my
Motherfuckin' name out yo motherfuckin'
you get yo motherfuckin' head bust"
I'm to you mystikal I'm a leave 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 three so u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I ya twice
We not y'all first mind lead wrong
You have thought twice
diss y'all thought we had dismissed
Y'all like try'na dissin' like that
Left yo back, yo wife is wack
'cause that's a fact, and we back I'm a
Bad a boy
Maybe why they slip so hard
But it, I'm a jump in my car
I y'all once before, I'm not no little boy
Shop closed 'cause of the
Motherfuck! a big boy