Luyện nghe bài hát Still The Same Nigga

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

Hey nigga put this in though you didn't that nigga
Man, why you always listenin' to his
'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, up that weed
Fool, you got papers?
Yeah, it's in the on the dresser

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

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

This nigga be on fools all day and night
I got millimeters nigga, fuck a fight
niggaz don't scrap no mo', that's a no, no
Fools get hot, shoot yo' ass on the spot

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

I from Ohio but I'm a player
So pussy ass what the fuck you gotta say a
Poppa gotta new bag when I rock
'Cause niggaz on the corner sellin' out the ziplock

Uh, but me and my sit back and relax
While I fuck it up bustin' on them tight ass
Yeah, you know where you can find me
I'm kickin' back in Compton with my niggaz 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 used to be a magician, but a nigga up tricks
my assistance was fuckin' too many dicks
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 is the jimmy
Rick James I'm bustin' out on the funk
Nothin' up my sleeve, the is in the trunk

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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