Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Knowin

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

All I ever dream is to be rich, to and enjoy this shit
houses and four cars before the A26
Livin the life I made, and learnt to stay payed
In any in these scamless days
It was the street life, that me do these with the thangs
Blowin niggaz shit out, for that, 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 this cold, hearted to a savage
A motherfucker out to have it
Can I be wicked and do the that I gotta do?
In pursuit of I do with my crew

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

Daz]
You knowin...
What can go on in the
Niggaz hustlin, competin for everyday in the streets
motherfuckers ain't knowin...
And you die from a stray bullet, if you ain't
lookin on any niggaz, in peace
You ain't knowin...
Dealin with niggaz that are corrupt,
thinkin a nigga 'posed to die at feet
You ain't knowin...
And you could die a stray bullet, if you ain't
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 that's new
Get to servin up niggaz and the rest of they
to Anaheim, rollin in my Riveira
I take a look in my rearview the cops be tailin
Bust a left in the and let the cops went by
And continue my day, high as a rise
Stop by my homie Tray Deee house to pick up the
(Boo-Yaa!!) One sucker died in the Time's front
'cause the boys in the are always hard
Ya come talkin the trash and we'll pull ya
So you better stay the fuck off my block
If ya ya business, no one gets shot

[Tray
Ya getcha wig comin with that bullshit
Fuck the gang and we bang, get yo hood licked (yeah!)
Through from that city where it's strictly all 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 I'ma you slippin and put you in that position
And I ain't missin, I'm liftin everything I'm
Hold the court in the street, 'cause I ain't waitin for the
me on the freeway, smashin while the beat play
Quick to let the heat spray, it the G way

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

That's what I'm
Y'all want some of this?
Huh? Do you know we killin pah?
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 niggaz want some of this...
Y'all know where to us... or we'll find you
One on one - fifty on it don't matter..
Nigga....