Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

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

change, everything has changed

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

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

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

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

in the playground is where it goes down
But back in the days, we rode the go round
And some kid might shoot me tonight
And I always used to wonder what the be like

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

I grew up in the 70s', somethin' like
But I was in not Brooklyn
I could tell the whole was going crazy
But it didn't happen 'til the 80s'

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

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

How women used to like to wear clothes
Now they like men and dress like hoe's
You supposed to be a virgin you marry
But teenage girls it normal to carry a baby

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

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

Everything changed, everything has
change

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

you tell me I need to be a role model
And get these babies off the 40ounce
But I'm not the one who made legal
Liquor on every corner that's why we go

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

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

kinda hard comin' up as a youngster
I gotta with the roof that I'm under
Even though my got it hard
My passed away, now I'm stuck without a father

But times have bro
I ever seen Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto
But you know I always see
I always see the white man the black man back G

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

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

I you life is too short for it to be like that
We gotta be leaders, can't the pack
all them fiends in the streets smokin' crack
What you give is what it gives you back

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

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

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

What you wanna play Al Pacino with this
Type of style with the lyricist this funk of
[Incomprehensible] and the biscuits I
Motherfuckers know I down and show me [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

It's motherfuckin' master blaster
It's, mister, mister, ghetto, ghetto