Luyện nghe bài hát No Bullshit

All the way from the
One nigga up to no good
Yo I gotta my back, cause it's like that
Too many fools on a
Tryin to put in work for a hood ain't even got they ass in
got beef, with me and my crew
But ain't nobody step yet (so the fuck they do? )
all day shit
Runnin motherfuckin lip worried about who a blood or crip
Man, fuck the red and the team
Fool, my color green
And it'll as I choose
And if my homies ain't down, catchin the blues
They wanna stab me in my back
But soon as do, I'm comin back at cha
The go for a bitch
She wanna fuck and be good, til the money maker
And then I'm out on my
Be got a grip on myself, and the bitch to the wind
Cause my goes to no one (yup)
And - I can't trust my damn self
It's a God damn
Ain't no to blame, one fool or one game
But it's and a nigga gotta deal with it
Man, I'm tired of the bullshit

Now if the gangsta shit is what you're for
And the funky ass tape is what savin for
Then look no further, cause I'm the
And I'm a break it down and kick the shit more
Now the niggaz tryin to the q they get knocked out
Niggaz to disrespect the crew they get drug out
Niggaz tryin to catch a nigga get snuffed out
And bitches tryin to set a nigga up they get out
And yeah that that you ridin in, when the glock roar
That's the same motherfucker you'll be in
Fifteen holes, flat tires and windows gone
Now what's goin on?
From Denver to Phoenix and even st.
Everywhere we went, fools to do us
And to the suckaz thinkin that a nigga steal
How your jaw feel, and is your nose
along the line they musta heard the rumor
Of my underground mixed with bangin and humor
And when I got on stage, they all in my way
Shoutin, "whattup " just to see what I'd say
But I trippin, just checkin a grip
I ain't crippin or even ruinin blood'n, smokin a bud'n
Gettin bent, so if you wanna see me a full fit
Then come up in my with that bullshit