Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Knowin

These motherfuckers knowin...
These ain't 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 cars before the A26
Livin the life I made, and learnt trades to payed
In any in these scamless days
It was the street life, make me do these with the thangs
niggaz shit out, for that, rock cocaine
I can't explain it, got to contain it, the status
Of being the roughest, the toughest, and the baddest for the
Livin lavish, a heart this cold, hearted to a savage
A motherfucker out to have it
Can I be wicked and do the things I gotta do?
In pursuit of I do with my crew

[Tray
Daz - ya gotsta ride for ya side to be recognized
Ain't no up amongst us, straight do or die
Put my life on the line, on the for mine
Doin crime, doin time for nickels and dimes
On a mission, takin from riches, shakin the
Layin niggaz down when I handle my
Motherfuckers to lay it low when I'm on the hunt
'cause for my chips get licked just like blunts
Terrorize in to surprise that ass
Gang-bangin ass criminal, don't mind to
For my set to just a check a on GP
To it known, it's on, and you niggaz can't see me

Daz]
You knowin...
can go on in the streets
Niggaz hustlin, competin for everyday in the streets
motherfuckers ain't knowin...
And you could die from a stray bullet, if you
lookin on any niggaz, rest in
You ain't knowin...
Dealin with niggaz are corrupt, when
a nigga 'posed to die at they feet
You ain't knowin...
And you could die from a stray bullet, if you
on any niggaz, rest in peace

I'm paranoid 'cause the cops, got me, surveillance
A got jealous, and D tried to tell him
So what do? We groove to a that's new
Get to servin up niggaz and the rest of crew
to Anaheim, rollin in my Riveira
I take a look in my '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 Deee house to up the gang
(Boo-Yaa!!) One sucker died in the front page
'cause the in the hood are always hard
Ya come talkin the trash and pull ya card
So you better stay the fuck off my block
If ya mind ya business, no one gets

Deee]
Ya getcha wig comin with that bullshit
Fuck with the and we bang, get yo hood licked (yeah!)
Through from that city where strictly all killas and G's
heat, known to creep, out to peel 'em for cheese
Ain't no passes, just the fastest to get shit out
Or lucky to duck, when the get spit out
You know what's happenin so don't be actin like fiction
'cause catch you slippin and put you in that position
And I ain't missin, I'm everything I'm hittin
Hold the in the street, 'cause 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 Nigga Daz and Deee the Beast..
it like this, all day everyday..
So if y'all sucka-ass niggaz want of this...
know where to find us... or we'll find you
One on one - fifty on it don't matter..
Nigga....