Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Knowin

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

All I ever dream is to be rich, to live and this shit
Three houses and four cars the A26
Livin the life I made, and learnt trades to stay
In any in these scamless days
It was the street life, that me do these with the thangs
Blowin niggaz out, for that, rock cocaine
I explain it, got to contain it, the gang status
Of the roughest, the toughest, and the baddest for the capture
Livin lavish, a heart this cold, down to a savage
A greedy motherfucker out to it
Can I be wicked and do the things that I do?
In pursuit of things I do my crew

[Tray
Daz - ya gotsta for ya side just to be recognized
Ain't no up amongst us, straight do or die
Put my on the line, on the grind for mine
Doin crime, time for these nickels and dimes
On a mission, takin riches, shakin the snitches
Layin niggaz down when I handle my
Motherfuckers know to lay it low when I'm on the
'cause for my chips niggaz get licked like blunts
Terrorize in disguise to that ass
Gang-bangin ass criminal, don't 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
These ain't knowin...
And you could die a stray bullet, if you ain't
lookin on any niggaz, rest in
You motherfuckers knowin...
Dealin niggaz that are corrupt, when
thinkin a nigga 'posed to die at they
You ain't knowin...
And you could die a stray bullet, if you ain't
on any niggaz, rest in peace

I'm 'cause the cops, got me, under surveillance
A motherfucker got jealous, and D tried to him
So do? We groove to a location 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, high as a rise
Stop by my homie Deee house to pick up the gang
(Boo-Yaa!!) One sucker in the Time's front page
'cause the in the hood are always hard
Ya come talkin the trash and we'll ya card
So you motherfuckers better stay the fuck off my
If ya mind ya business, no one gets

Deee]
Ya getcha wig split comin with bullshit
Fuck with the and we bang, get yo hood licked (yeah!)
Through from that city where it's all killas and G's
Keepin heat, 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 slugs get out
You know what's happenin so be actin like it's fiction
'cause I'ma you slippin and put you in that position
And I missin, I'm liftin everything I'm hittin
Hold the court in the street, 'cause I waitin for the sentence
Catch me on the freeway, while the beat play
Quick to let the spray, doin it the G way

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

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