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 yourself a nigga and be proud of it

{u.n.l.v.}

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

Verse {lil' ya}

Misdemeanor motherfucker you face me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l
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 eight if I was there
I would have put the tec in yo face and
yo bitch ass where you belong
They don't even have a fuckin' set called and claiborne
So what'cha want to do throw yo 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' try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own sake but ya back up on me
Like I told you before 'cause you and yo at big boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I deadly holocust
You to make peace not knowin' I was strapped
He tried to give me dap and you's a bitch you weak!
'cause you see me you know that you speak
But I got love for them fakein' ass
Pussy motherfucka! takin' busters!

Verse {tec-9}

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 wanted to be me,
The capital t, e, c, from the one, two, three,
You bitches out here the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it 'cause the real deal is how I feel,
You out with two, same as my crew,
And now you went out and found another busta,
Made it even harder, to make the big boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to fuck with that dope, what'cha talkin'
Lost all respect, now you no 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 nigga t,
All my niggas bustin' and they sho down with me,
And bitches can't see me,
My nigga you makes a move, you lose,
The game of come up
Biddy bye bye, don't try,
Your crew 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,
Because you my shit,
Switch it around and my shit,
And I know you bitches heard me,
But ain't sure about me, because I'm shootin' at'cha head g,
You play the 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 wasn't around,
But I each one of you muthafuckas could go underground,
So I checks him, and I wet him,
Yeah, I come to house nigga with thirty shells on the ground,
So show what'cha made of nigga,
You started this shit, now i'ma it off bitch

three: {yella boy}

Now we been gone too long true or false or wrong
And I know y'all been on this God damn hit song
Let me some gangster lyrics on this track man
Comin' like a dope fiend we a nigga scopin'
It's about we close shop for these niggas
Reppin' on a nigga try'na make they name
They actin' like they bout it knowin' 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 coward out 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 that ain't it
You almost caught the rape charge you would've been sick
But it go hey, how much would the dope take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut butter and
You two motherfuckin' hoes run one time
But first, what about the crowd did that dance
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk work and
the crowd it's unbelievable, hoe it's a ghetto
Better yet my shop where I go and my rounds
I ain't no joke I'm on a big boy big boy
My promise was to ask my boy, was he down with me?
He 'cause he gay, watch out for the stick
The tried to run up but we dropped 'em
Like a hoe, fight 'em like lewis in the ring
started to get to stabbin' leave a trick
'cause, I'm stun'n hard you get the right tools
Back up on magi noo, prime time you a
I let you slide 'cause I got that feelin'
You lookin' a punk by the eyes
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 you better keep my
Motherfuckin' name out yo motherfuckin'
Before you get yo motherfuckin' bust"
I'm to you mystikal I'm a leave yo ass
Incabale condtion motherfucker I you take
This long
I'm sick of tired, I'm sick of
Of you bitches playin' me
I'm the three so respect u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I ya twice
We not nice first mind lead wrong
You have thought twice
Try'na diss y'all thought we had
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
that's 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