Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Loud Ain't Saying Nothin'

[ bushwick ]
Say d and ak, muthafuckas are down there at the mall protestin aginst us, man
[ d ]
!
[ ]
Man, you bullshittin, man
[ bushwick ]
Yo, this's on the deuce, the one
I bullshit you not, my
I walked in there, seen muthafuckin picket signs and
Sayin the geto boys', we're a bad influence on their kids
How the they gon' do that?
I'm about two shakes of a rattlesnake off they ass
[ d ]
It's time to get on they ass...

[ 1: bushwick bill ]
You parents are trippin
Gimme some of that you been sniffin
You don't want your kids to songs of this nature
But you em to the movies to watch schwarzenegger
Fuck that of opportunity' shit
I don't permission to sell a damn hit
I say what I want, when I want, how I
Try to stop me, get fuckin ass stomped
Call me a bad guy, but in
you muthafuckas curse worse than me
You rabble-ass, I show it, you hypocrite
I ain't hidin shit, so suck my
You mama can't relate, cause her is weak
Fuck that shit she preach every
You contradict yourself in ever
Do you know a parent that's always

(talkin loud, sayin nothin) --> brown
(yeah)

(hey silly willy, let me talk, let me say
Let me say somethin, let me talk)

man, we pumpin it up on the southside
I'm fixin to get me a next month
I got the money for it now
But I'm waitin on to bring me this ki, knowmsayin?

[ verse 2: d ]
Nigga, do I like a goddamn sucker?
You say clockin, you'se a lyin muthafucka
Kickin shit about you're waitin to scope
But I see your ass you're waitin on metro
I can't a lyin-ass nigga
Try to be hard, but you're sweeter than
Told the boys you a cop to death
But muthafucka, you was locked down for theft
Say you ran shit, what you had to
Nigga, you was on a goddamn punk
Washin out another drawers
And getttin fucked up your walls
So don't give me that bullshit
Pussy muthafucka, I they took your commissary
What the fuck are you, a man or a
(man) well, why the fuck you another nigga's house?
Hoe-ass nigga, yeah the word got
I wouldn'ta busted ass, but you tried to high-cap
You're like pinocchio, can't get a lie
Say scorin ki's when you're fuckin with 8ths
Boy

(talkin loud, nothin)
(yeah)

What the you doin talkin to that nigga?
(ah boy, I - I to school with him
my friend!)

[ verse 3: d ]
Hoe, shut up, pissiin me off
I'm bout to you in your goddamn mouth
Have you forgotten my
I'm a geto boy (we can't contradiction)
Hoe, you got a head like a rock
Is your muthafuckin washed?
Just the day I had a heartfelt blow
And I had to ya just to find ya, hoe
Another thing I is your funky-ass friends
Bitch, who you're fuckin, me or
You're the hoes all afternoon
And when it's for me, all your time is consumed
But fuck that shit, take off my ring and my
And you owe me 250 for the goddamn
You say you me, but you keep fuckin up
bitch, you ain't doin nuthin but

(talkin loud, nothin)
(yeah)