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 know I come when I whip them

change, everything has changed

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

I tell you life ain't what it used to be
Between you and me,
changed, were losing our minds
The government won't 'cause they refuse to find

A solution to the problems of the 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 and can't pray in school
Listen real close to what I'm fool
I know kids who went to together
Now they all up, tryin' to kill each other

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

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

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

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

We're all related to a crack
Sometimes I wake up in the and wanna go back to bed
Layin' there 'bout things
About the way life

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

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

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

Everything changed, everything has
change

There used to be a time when old folks respected
talkin' back was never accepted
Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with
But nowadays will curse out old folks

Then you me I need to be a role model
And get these babies off the bottles
But I'm not the one who made alcohol
Liquor stores on every corner why we go

Buy 40ounces and go get
support our kids, like no good punks
And then they grow up to be hardcore
Shoot 'em up, slang dope always hoe's

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

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

But times changed bro
I never ever Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto
But you what I always 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'
Always tryin' to beat the black man to
Punk police hide behind your badge

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

I tell you life is too short for it to be 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 you make the money 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 brothers and lend a helpin' hand
Now we gone do

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

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

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

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

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

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