Luyện nghe bài hát Still The Same Nigga

Hey, over there dawg them my niggaz over there
Aight, what up, niggaz? Y'all that punk ass nigga Ren?
Yeah, that nigga came through
Y'all seen that nigga Na, I ain't seen that nigga's shit yet, man
Man, that shit whack anyway, aight dawg, aight nigga

Hey nigga put in though you didn't like that nigga
Man, why you listenin' to his shit?
'Cause nigga, I'm on his fool, just turn that shit up
Man, pass me the phone, yeah, man, happenin'?
Yeah, so we be in a minute

Hey man, on the TV
Yeah nigga, roll up weed
Fool, you got papers?
Yeah, it's in the on the dresser

Hey man, I see 'em
Hey man in the closet
Oh, damn nigga, the fuck you doin' in the closet, fool?
Scared the fuck outta me,

And check it out
(Yo, I'm the same nigga)
And it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the nigga)

This nigga be creepin' on fools all day and
I got determined nigga, fuck a fight
'Cause don't scrap no mo', that's a no, no
Fools get hot, they yo' ass on the spot

'Cause bitch made niggaz get like a ho
But be outta work that nigga Arsenio
'Cause be talkin' shit behind my back
Wishin' they could get hands sweaty on my nut sack

I ain't Ohio but I'm a player
So pussy ass niggaz what the you gotta say a
Poppa gotta brand new bag when I
'Cause niggaz on the corner sellin' shit out the

Uh, but me and my niggaz sit and relax
While I fuck it up on them tight ass tracks
Yeah, you niggaz know where you can me
I'm back in Compton with my niggaz behind me
the same nigga

And check it out
(Yo, I'm the same nigga)
And check it out
(Yo, I'm the same nigga)

I to be a magician, but a nigga gave up tricks
'Cause my assistance was fuckin' too many
So I my mission, leave my residence
Fuck it, nigga makin' dead

But niggaz be wantin' they in my pocket say gimme
For a penny, all they feelin' is the
Like James I'm bustin' out on the funk
up my sleeve, the shit is in the trunk

But don't me bop that shit, and it's on
'Cause I can get rocky Sylvester Stallone
Niggaz stones, motherfuck a sly
If I wanted to I could hit you my third eye

Then be in a deep sleep
So bring the band by, 'cause nigga like I mad fly
I'm still takin' niggaz out the shit
droppin' out my mouth 'cause I'm still the same nigga

And it out y'all
(Yo, I'm the same nigga)
And check it out
(Yo, I'm still the nigga)

Yeah, minute you win it, a ain't a loser
It's a black hittin' corners on a beach cruiser
Or you might catch a in a Chevy
'Cause my motherfuckin' is so heavy

Rap skits kicked to the curb, gets no play
When I'm in the 4-54 in L.A.
Fuck the and they format
I got bitch made nigga killa wrote on my

So niggaz don't ring my
I bad attitude and I'm mad as hell
'Cause I break goddamn necks with my
Niggaz in the street wanna fuck with mine

Devil's be askin' I did
Tell 'em I make funky ass records, plus I built
But niggaz in the streets I'm a good
In the trench like and the umbrella, still the same nigga

And it out y'all
(Yo, I'm the same nigga)
And check it out
(Yo, I'm still the nigga)