Luyện nghe bài hát U All N

First

Stop it right there, I dare you to cross that
Do it I'ma feel you ain't respectin' my
I gets loose, up, with long toys
It's no truce fuckin' these hot boys
Do whatever it takes to your clique off the Earth,
Both can't live, somebody gotta 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 spanked somethin',
Got the set wonderin',
niggas runnin',
is comin',
That's what'cha get THINK I ain't nothin',
You been showed, brains blowed,
You should have knowed, New carry no hoes
Say what's up to Satan, B.G. bout no fakin',
I handle mine no debatin' stop underestimatin'

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

Second

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

Third

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

Think....fore you get