Luyện nghe bài hát U All N

First

Stop it right there, I dare you to cross line
Do it I'ma feel you respectin' my mind
I loose, backed up, with long toys
It's no truce fuckin' with these hot
Do it takes to wipe your clique off the Earth,
Both cliques can't live, somebody see dirt,
What makes you think let'cha ride first?
Try to hide out, makes shit worse
Believe I'm comin', a in the drum and,
I spanked somethin',
Got the set wonderin',
niggas runnin',
is comin',
That's what'cha get THINK I bout nothin',
You done been showed, blowed,
You should have knowed, New Orleans carry no
Say up to Satan, B.G. ain't bout no fakin',
I handle mine no debatin' stop underestimatin'

You think I ain't split a wig? Think again,
You guessin' and "U" all "N"
You think I ain't split a wig? "U" all "N"
You guessin' and understimatin', think
You I ain't gone split a wig? Think again,
You and underestimatin' "U" all "N"
You think I ain't gone a wig? "U" all "N"
You guessin' and understimatin', think

Second

I'ma nigga, you know mobsters eat lobsters,
rider nigga, riders tote choppers,
I'ma nigga, gangstas wet shirts,
I'ma thinker nigga, thinkers first,
I'ma youngster nigga, youngsters over,
I'ma soldier, trip get it off your shoulder,
I'ma nigga, you can't predict me,
Thinkin' I'm fake, you know me,
I come hard with 'tillery deep,
Remember I tear down both of the street,
Nigga I be, the Ca$h B.G.,
Ain't no if you beef with me,
let you know I'm comin' nigga I ain't gotta creep,
I'll be in all with reeboks on my feet,
Say what's up to Satan, B.G. ain't no fakin',
I handle mine with no debatin', underestimatin'

Third

Don't think I'm lame, judge me off your thoughts mane,
Come at me sideways I up with Juv, Turk, and Wayne,
You can't explain, you be hard don't whine,
I it back and let you tell it to my nine,
Sendin' messages, say I'ma bitch you'll me wet
I believe you believe I take death threats,
You're Wootay, you're absolutely wrong
Now it's on Wootay, your damagin' health,
another spankin' completed under my belt,
Your Mom in black on the floor her seein' that her son done left,
cooked like a chef, too late for Doctors to help,
It's All On U, you brought issue on yourself,
Think you know me, got kicked off the shelf,
I hustle with muscle just to my wealth,
Nigga say what's up to Satan, B.G. ain't no fakin',
I handle mine with no debatin', underestimatin'

Think....fore you get