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

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

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

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

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

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

[ 2: willie d ]
Nigga, do I look a goddamn sucker?
You say you're clockin, you'se a muthafucka
that shit about you're waitin to scope
But evertime I see your ass waitin on metro
I can't stand a lyin-ass
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 doo-doo walls
So give me that bullshit story
muthafucka, I heard they took your commissary
What the are you, a man or a mouse?
(man) well, why the fuck you clean nigga's house?
Hoe-ass nigga, yeah the got back
I wouldn'ta your 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 fuck you talkin to that nigga?
(ah boy, I - I went to with him
my friend!)

[ verse 3: d ]
Hoe, shut up, pissiin me off
I'm to bust 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 brain washed?
the other day I had a heartfelt blow
And I had to beep ya to find ya, hoe
Another thing I dislike is funky-ass friends
Bitch, who you're fuckin, me or
You're the hoes all afternoon
And when time for me, all your time is consumed
But fuck that shit, take off my and my flack
And you owe me 250 for the goddamn
You say you love me, but you fuckin up
Dumb bitch, you ain't doin but

(talkin loud, nothin)
(yeah)