Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

Simpty is for simp ass niggaz
Talkin' lot, I spray dumpin' [Incomprehensible] niggaz
Whenever shit, I straight rip 'em
And niggaz know I equip when I whip them

change, everything has changed

You say how can I these dirty raps
one albums, back to back
If it was 1950, do you I'd sell, no
They probably throw me straight to

I you life just ain't what it used to be
Between you and me,
Everybody's changed, were our minds
The won't help 'cause they refuse to find

A to the problems of the inner streets
It's a shame what our are beginning to be
teenagers, young gun slangers
There ain't no love, there nothin' but anger

We don't go to church and can't pray in
Listen real close to what I'm sayin'
I kids who went to school together
Now all grown up, tryin' to kill each other

Shootouts in the playground is where it goes
But back in the days, we the merry go round
And some little kid might me tonight
And I always used to what the future be like

words on the TV and radio
You see sex, turn it on HBO
Late at night, you see women freak
Sex sale, that's why I keep

I grew up in the 70s', like Crooklyn
But I was in Cali not
I could tell the whole world was crazy
But it really didn't 'til the 80s'

With free basin' and smokin'
A lotta people learned not to joke with
Streets flooded, homeless folks
Whole families, lives up in smoke

We're all to a crack head
Sometimes I wake up in the mornin' and go back to bed
Layin' thinkin' 'bout things
the way life change

How women used to like to wear decent
Now they curse men and dress like hoe's
You supposed to be a 'til you marry
But teenage girls find it normal to a baby

Babies havin'
Rappers me always disrespectin' ladies
Wonder why it's like that, so do I
But I just turn my back and then I go get

'Cause I get paid real good to talk bad about a
And you bought it, so be mad I got rich
Ask your grandparents, is the same
Man change

changed, everything has changed
Thangs

There used to be a time when old folks were
Kids talkin' back was accepted
Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with
But nowadays will curse out old folks

Then you tell me I need to be a model
And get babies off the 40ounce bottles
But I'm not the one who alcohol legal
Liquor stores on corner that's why we go

Buy 40ounces and go get
Don't support our kids, no good punks
And then they grow up to be hardcore
Shoot 'em up, slang always pimpin' hoe's

I know its that don't believe
What I'm sayin' on the mic
So baby, D won't you them what it's like

It's hard comin' up as a youngster
I gotta deal with the that I'm under
Even my moms got it hard
My daddy away, now I'm stuck without a father

But have changed bro
I never ever Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto
But you know what I see
I always see the white man robbin' the man back G

And I don't get in trouble for it
And I see nothin' forward
Always tryin' to beat the man to death
Punk tryna hide behind your badge

Always arrest somebody
All we gotta do is beat him with the club
I come, I comin' with my gun
I'm shootin' in the head police now

I tell you life is too short for it to be like
We gotta be leaders, follow the pack
With all them fiends in the streets crack
you give life is what it gives you back

'Cause money in the ghetto nothin' new
But when you make the gotta know what to do
Buy you a business or buy you a
Just so the can't wipe you out

I it in the streets, they say you the man
So try to help your brothers and lend a hand
Now we gone do

We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody John Gotti
I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' like John Gotti
Now run up and get gun up the slack
I'm hittin' blackjack like the when I mack slap

What you wanna play like Al Pacino this
Type of style with the lyricist this of hits
[Incomprehensible] and the I drop
know I come down and show me [Incomprehensible]

I don't really care, the front or the rear
Word to your mother I'm bout to smother and
It's master all I intelligent
Chain that I swing the others is irrelevant

For you just step up to the M I C
I'm down Shorty, Ant Banks and Mally G
It's Malik and I freak it's
My technique motherfucker know I over beats

Like water, slaughter in yo daughter
And my nuts up in her jaws when she on my balls
Yiggy y'all niggaz best to ask
'Cause I'm shootin' down with the shotty

It's that motherfuckin' master
It's, mister, mister, ghetto, bastard