Luyện nghe bài hát U All N

First

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

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

Second

I'ma silent nigga, you know eat lobsters,
I'ma nigga, riders tote choppers,
I'ma nigga, gangstas wet shirts,
thinker nigga, thinkers ride first,
I'ma nigga, youngsters takin' over,
I'ma soldier, trip get it knocked off shoulder,
I'ma roller nigga, you can't me,
Thinkin' I'm fake, you can't me,
I come hard with 'tillery deep,
Remember I tear down sides of the street,
I be, the Ca$h Money B.G.,
Ain't no sleep if you 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 up to Satan, B.G. ain't bout no fakin',
I handle mine with no debatin', stop

Third

think I'm lame, don't judge me off your thoughts mane,
Come at me sideways I hook up Juv, Turk, and Wayne,
You can't explain, you wanna be hard whine,
I click-clats it and let you tell it to my nine,
Sendin' messages, say I'ma bitch leave me wet
I can't believe you I take death threats,
wrong Wootay, you're absolutely wrong
Now on Wootay, your seventeen damagin' health,
That's another 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,
you could know me, got kicked off the shelf,
I hustle with just to increase my wealth,
Nigga say what's up to Satan, B.G. bout no fakin',
I handle mine with no debatin', stop

Think....fore you get