Luyện nghe bài hát Still The Same Nigga

Hey, pull over there dawg my niggaz over there
Aight, what up, niggaz? Y'all seen that punk ass Ren?
Yeah, that nigga came through
Y'all seen that nigga video? Na, I ain't seen nigga's shit yet, man
Man, nigga's 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 nuts fool, just turn shit up
Man, me the phone, yeah, man, what's happenin'?
Yeah, so we be there in a

Hey man, on the TV
Yeah nigga, roll up that
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?
the fuck outta me, whassup?

And check it out
(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 determined millimeters nigga, fuck a
'Cause niggaz scrap no mo', that's a no, no
get hot, they shoot yo' ass on the spot

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

I ain't from Ohio but I'm a
So pussy ass niggaz the fuck you gotta say a
Poppa brand new bag when I rock
'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 you can find me
I'm kickin' back in Compton my niggaz behind me
Still the nigga

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

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

But niggaz be wantin' they hands in my pocket say
For a penny, all feelin' is the jimmy
Like Rick James I'm 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 like Sylvester Stallone
Niggaz shootin' stones, a sly
If I to I could hit you with my third eye

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

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

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

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

So niggaz ring my bell
I gotta bad and I'm mad as hell
'Cause I goddamn necks with my rhymes
Niggaz in the street wanna fuck with mine

be askin' 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 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)