Luyện nghe bài hát Thought You Knew

Never gave a fuck and I don't
So your lectures, I'm a gangbang for the rest of my life
A young BG deranged in the
The motherfucker on the chain gang

Yeah, I still slang my like a G
can I ever make your ass rest in peace?
No to waste my energy squabbin'
Quick to the trigger, put your ass in a coffin

Never been a baller but I many ballin'
y'know I don't give a fuck, I was starvin'
You better hide daughter cos I'm out to get laid with dick
And have her sprung on this black ass

up out the gutter
Have her from her daddy and her mother
rocks to the scandalous ass clockers
Ready to my snaps, yeah I'm cool like that
And I never gave a fuck a stupid ass hoodrat

ridin' on my bit
Niggas hit me up and
But I'm from the
the niggas do or die
Representin' like a
The circle's deep I thought you

As I crack dice from one to the next
credit card schemes and cashin' hot cheques
I got a 9 for any nigga that come up
Keepin' motherfuckers on the

You can give a this or sling, the yea or the tracks
But when your chick starts ya, you gots ta break me off
I sweat ya like Keith until ya give me my
If a bag is sold in the park I want in

In the middle of the when the spot's not hot
You can find Billy Boy rollin' down your
Hittin' switches 'cause your is gettin paid, 'cause that's my way
And all the hoes wanna fuck
(You we do)

I bleed like the next man but when the gat is in my
You can bet my ass is comin' out on top
L.A. hustlers can't without money
So before I make sense I ta make a knot

'Cause I fuck without my hoes
And I hit no switch without the 6-4
Everybody fuck a nigga like me
But I won't be gettin in the CPT

Niggas tryin' to me stuff
Billy Boy give a fuck
First I you with my rhyme
Then fuck you with my 9

Don't give your please cos I bang
But I'm to fully slang
40 Thevz end down crew
The circle's deep I you knew

I fold a like a dollar just to hear his punk ass holler
Walk into his hood and his homies by the collar
'em all up like a pack of punk bitches
Now I got his whole crew wearin' heels and doin'

You don't wanna see me out the motherfuckin'
Don't you take this shit for granted just cos call me Cool
R E S P E C T C O O L I O G
M to the A, A to the D
A circle full of niggas that you wanna see

You ain't nuttin' but a pistol that's fuckin' with a
I chew your ass like gristle 'til the ref the whistle
Sing a song of six packs, a full of snaps
no punks in my motherfuckin' pack
See I use to be broke now I blow indo
First you diss my city then you

C O M P T O N
motherfuckers get two to the chin
I don't give a what'cha got or who you know
to the madness, your ass gotta go

Ain't a damn thing changed but the year
Coast, West Coast get this clear
You don't see my crew
The circle's deep I thought you