Luyện nghe bài hát Still The Same Nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't from Ohio but I'm a
So pussy ass niggaz what the fuck you say a
Poppa gotta new bag when I rock
'Cause niggaz on the corner shit out the ziplock

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 kickin' back in Compton my niggaz behind me
Still the same

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

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

But make me bop that shit, and it's on
'Cause I can get rocky Sylvester Stallone
Niggaz shootin' stones, a sly
If I wanted to I could hit you my third eye

Then you'll be in a deep
So bring the by, 'cause nigga chokin' like I mad fly
I'm takin' niggaz out with the shit
That's droppin' out my mouth 'cause I'm still the nigga

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

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

Rap skits kicked to the curb, they no play
When I'm rollin' in the in L.A.
Fuck the radio and they
I got bitch made nigga wrote on my doormat

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

Devil's be what I did
Tell 'em I funky ass records, plus I built pyramids
But niggaz in the streets I'm a fella
In the trench like Gotti and the umbrella, still the nigga

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