Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga I'm Bout It

Motherfuckers I got kids, I don't listenin' 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 thing and we bout it
Partners-n-crime motherfuckers you bout it
It's an uptown thing and we it
Now jubilee motherfucker you bout it
a third ward 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 on ya they said you wasn't home
Yeah, you on our set up early in the mornin'
It had to be about seven or eight 'cause if I was
I have put the fuckin' tec in yo face and
Sent yo bitch ass where you
They don't even have a set called airhorne and claiborne
So want to do throw yo shit up
I say you on lafayette yo stupid ass was to up
By me or anyone of my boys I bust you in yo and
You talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own sake but ya fell up on me
Like I told you before you and yo boys at big boy
nothin' but hoes I pulled deadly holocust
You tried to peace not knowin' I was strapped
He tried to give me dap and you's a bitch you weak!
everytime you see me you know that you speak
But I got love for them ass hustlers
motherfucka! dick takin' busters!

Verse {tec-9}

Don't get too close 'cause the heat might scorch ya,
Partners-n-crime, y'all bitches mad 'cause cah money want'cha,
u.n.l.v.,
I which one of you muthafuckas wanted to be like me,
The capital t, e, c, the mighty one, two, three,
You bitches out here like the soldiers the soldiers,
But i'ma keep it real the real deal is how I feel,
You out with two, same as my crew,
And now you out and found yourself another busta,
Made it harder, to make the change big boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to with that 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all respect, now you no longer represent the south,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 is ballin' with me,
Peanut, dune, fuck it $lu, and that 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 deadly of come up
Biddy bye bye, don't try,
Your crew close shot with buckshot, 'cause i'ma hit'cha with my four ten,
barrel, two trigger, room shaker, you all in,
Hope you really like my shit,
Because you my shit,
it around and recite my shit,
And I know you heard about 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, y'all ain't but pussies in a can,
Ya try to stop me, but nigga my is way too tight,
goin' down at night,
And you see me 'cause I'm not in sight,
Two of you muthafuckas around,
But I each one of you muthafuckas could go underground,
So I him, and then I wet him,
Yeah, I come to your house nigga with shells on the ground,
So show tec-9 made of nigga,
You started shit, now i'ma finish it off bitch

Verse three: {yella

Now we been gone too long true or false or wrong
And I know been waitin' on this God damn hit song
Let me some gangster lyrics on this track man
Comin' like a dope we caught a nigga scopin'
It's about we close shop for these niggas
on a nigga try'na make they name bigger
They actin' like they bout it they ain't bout it
I'm a catch 'em by theyself yeah they 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 drop lyrics
Boo-koo dress man you you lame
Nigga you need to quit with shit that ain't it
You caught the rape charge bitch you would've been sick
But anyway it go hey, how much would the take?
Take ya to the brown, peanut and powder
You two motherfuckin' try'na run one time
But first, what about the that did that dance
Eddie bow, you thought the twerk work and
Rock the crowd it's unbelievable, hoe it's a
yet my shop where I go and make 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 can't he gay, watch out for the stick
The gangster 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 hard you get the right tools
Back up on magi noo, prime you a bitch
I can't let you 'cause I got that feelin'
You lookin' like a punk by the
You know that ass hopin' that body 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' out yo motherfuckin' mouth
Before you get yo motherfuckin' bust"
I'm talkin' to you mystikal I'm a yo ass
Incabale condtion motherfucker I hope you
time long
I'm sick of tired, I'm of tired
Of you bitches with me
I'm the three so respect u.n.l.v.
I told you once, I ya twice
We not nice y'all first lead wrong
You should have twice
diss y'all thought 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 why they slip so hard
But it, I'm a jump in my car
I told once before, I'm not no little boy
Shop closed 'cause of the
Motherfuck! a big boy