Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

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

Thangs change, has changed

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

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

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

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

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

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

I grew up in the 70s', somethin' like
But I was in Cali not
I could tell the world was going crazy
But it really happen 'til the 80s'

With free basin' and smokin'
A lotta learned not to joke with that
flooded, with homeless folks
Whole families, gone 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
About the way life

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

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

'Cause I get real good to talk bad about a bitch
And you bought it, so don't be mad I got
Ask your grandparents, is life the
Man change

Everything changed, has changed
Thangs

There used to be a time old folks were respected
Kids talkin' was never accepted
Get spanked and mouth got washed out with soap
But kids nowadays 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 made alcohol
Liquor stores on every 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 those that don't
What I'm on the mic right
So baby, D won't you tell them what like

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

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

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

Always tryin' arrest
All we do is beat him with the Billy club
Here I come, I with my gun
I'm in the head police now what

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

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

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

We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody John Gotti
I we came 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 like Al with this
Type of style with the lyricist this funk of
[Incomprehensible] and the I drop
Motherfuckers know I come and show me [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

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