Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

Simpty is for simp ass niggaz
Talkin' lot, 'til I spray dumpin' niggaz
Whenever shit, I straight rip 'em
And niggaz I come equip when I whip them

change, everything has changed

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

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

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

We go to church and can't pray in school
Listen real close to what I'm fool
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 in the days, we rode the merry go round
And little kid might shoot me tonight
And I always used to wonder what the future be

words on the TV and radio
You wanna see sex, 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 not Brooklyn
I could tell the world was going crazy
But it really didn't happen the 80s'

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

We're all related to a head
Sometimes I wake up in the mornin' and wanna go to bed
Layin' thinkin' 'bout things
About the way life

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

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

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

Everything changed, has changed
Thangs

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

Then you me I need to be a role 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
support our kids, like no good punks
And then they grow up to be criminals
Shoot 'em up, slang dope pimpin' hoe's

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

It's kinda hard comin' up as a
I gotta deal with the roof I'm under
Even though my moms got it
My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck a father

But times changed bro
I never ever seen Santa comin' through the ghetto
But you know what I see
I always see the white man the black man back G

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

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

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

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

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

We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody like John
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 casino when I mack

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

I don't care, from the front or the rear
Word to your mother I'm bout to smother and
It's that master all I
that I swing 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

water, slaughter dick 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 master blaster
It's, mister, mister, ghetto, bastard