Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Knowin

These ain't knowin...
These motherfuckers knowin...
motherfuckers ain't knowin...
These ain't knowin...

All I ever dream is to be rich, to live and enjoy shit
Three houses and four before the A26
Livin the I made, and learnt trades to stay payed
In any occasion in these scamless
It was the street life, that make me do these with the
niggaz shit out, for that, rock cocaine
I can't explain it, got to it, the gang status
Of being the roughest, the toughest, and the for the capture
Livin lavish, a heart cold, hearted down to a savage
A greedy out to have it
Can I be wicked and do the things I gotta do?
In pursuit of I do with my crew

Deee]
Daz - ya ride for ya side just to be recognized
no busters up amongst us, straight do or die
Put my on the line, on the grind for mine
Doin crime, doin time for nickels and dimes
On a mission, takin riches, shakin the snitches
Layin down when I handle my business
Motherfuckers know to lay it low I'm on the hunt
'cause for my niggaz get licked just like blunts
Terrorize in disguise to surprise ass
Gang-bangin ass criminal, don't to blast
For my set to a check a motherfucker on GP
To make it known, on, and you niggaz can't see me

[Chorus:
You knowin...
What can go on in the
hustlin, competin for power everyday in the streets
These motherfuckers knowin...
And you could die a stray bullet, if you ain't
lookin on any niggaz, in peace
You ain't knowin...
Dealin niggaz that are corrupt, when
thinkin a nigga 'posed to die at feet
You motherfuckers knowin...
And you could die from a stray bullet, if you
on any niggaz, rest in peace

I'm paranoid the cops, got me, under surveillance
A motherfucker got jealous, and D tried to him
So what do? We groove to a location new
Get to up niggaz and the rest of they crew
to Anaheim, rollin in my Riveira
I take a in my rearview 'cause the cops be tailin
a left in the alley and let the cops went by
And continue my day, feelin high as a
Stop by my homie Tray house to pick up the gang
(Boo-Yaa!!) One died in the Time's front page
the boys in the hood are always hard
Ya come the trash and we'll pull ya card
So you motherfuckers better stay the fuck off my
If ya ya business, no one gets shot

Deee]
Ya getcha wig split comin that bullshit
Fuck the gang and we bang, get yo hood licked (yeah!)
Through from that where it's strictly all killas and G's
Keepin heat, to creep, out to peel 'em for cheese
Ain't no passes, just the to get they shit out
Or lucky to duck, when the slugs get out
You know what's happenin so don't be like it's fiction
'cause I'ma catch you slippin and put you in position
And I ain't missin, I'm liftin everything I'm
Hold the court in the street, I ain't waitin for the sentence
Catch me on the freeway, smashin while the beat
Quick to let the spray, doin it the G way

[repeat "Hey, hey, hey, hey.." in

That's I'm seein
Y'all niggaz want of this?
Huh? Do you know we killin niggaz
Get the fuck out the way! (You knowin...)
Hahaha, Dat Daz and Tray Deee the Beast..
Doin it this, all day everyday..
So if y'all sucka-ass want some of this...
Y'all know where to find us... or we'll you
One on one - fifty on fifty; it matter..
Nigga....