Luyện nghe bài hát U Don't Have 2 Worry

Heh, say, you, you to ride in my car
'Cause you, you niggaz gon' be blastin' at it
It ain't that deep, baby

You have to worry, you can ride with me now
are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only got one click, Outlawz on the Row
exchange when we fuck them hoes

Repetitive blows are thrown, to my
No love shown, get of blasted full blown
My unknown to mash my car
wicked with my ski mask, find the stash an' dump

Why niggaz I'm the last one standin', the rest die
of my lethal chrome cannon, West Side
Though worldwide no one can deny my views
it to my very fabric once the plastic blew

Five shots my whole life, throats were slit
Niggaz die by my when I wrote this shit
Though we go back wild knights at Latin Quarters
Niggaz tried to kill me an' I fed they wife an' daughters

Blazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em
Pass the an' let the game go rollin' past
Why you It's a cold world taught me life
Retaliation proves niggaz never me right

Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck
nigga 'cause I'm still fuckin' yo' bitch
Niggaz got me in a bad way, why you change?
Fuck with me, all shit pay, nigga, fuck the fame

Don't remember 'Hit 'Em Up', make us do it once more
Yo' niggaz know you ain't fuckin' with Outlawz
We keep souljas, from Compton to Brooklyn
Your the type to get sniped when the is lookin'

Don't nobody give a fuck you done, crossed the game
Lost in an' you should take all the blame
You made yo' bed lay in it
Scared to up out that cell, nigga, stay in it

not a game only got one click, we Outlawz from the do'
Dirt stains when I buck on the fo', you kissin' the
We dirty as the motherfuckin' of Jerz
We niggaz with the words though the heat's preferred, holla

You don't have to worry, you can with me now
are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only got one click, we on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck hoes, let the punks know

'Pac, I wish I was in the motherfuckin' car
I'd took every bullet that they threw, Hand of God, nigga
I got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm gone
in the game an' we comin' for they fuckin' throne

The is gone well, it is what it is
An' plottin' on us, they best be for they kids, mayne
You don't have to 'cause I ride for ya
Like K said, over loyal, even 'bout a lie for ya

You put me in the an' dog, I owe it all to ya
An' when it get to poppin', fuckin' ball for ya
An' I do, gon' have your names on it
I'll never let them forget, I put my on it

You gon' die before yo' time, come face the
In the of the desert, nigga, lace your boots
As a youth, hundred proof, tap my is a dead rest
You studio niggaz remind your vest

Why the you ain't done yet? Swallow yo' teeth
In the field you woulda been, a straw when you eat
Fuck a nine, that shit is weak on the streets
An' if you can't strategize then you just eat

If your life in nigga hand, you deaded
An' if it's an' your man disappear, then don't sweat it
fake nigga usin' my strengths to get credit
I mean, to my face sound scared but your heartbeat it

You don't have to worry, you can with me now
Niggaz are quick to how they die for me now
Only got one click, they on the Row
exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know

I was born ugly, an' dusty
But now I'm a rider, connivin',
An' I trust nobody, so don't nobody trust me
An' that's how I'ma go about it 'til bust me

I play for like the OGs raised me
If I sleep, I won't eat, who feed my baby?
An' I think I'm goin' crazy 'cause my is gettin' thiner
I've drinkin' on the daily, I can hardly remember

I got bad nerves, destroyed me
I love the Lord but the church can't me
I sleep light, I wake peekin' out my
With guns under my an' guns under the pillow

An' that's the way it's gonna be 'til they me
But don't twist it 'cause none of y'all worry me
the fuck, you didn't know?
Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal

You nervous, nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no
Y'all niggaz can't me with the clippers
We put it down, around, 'til we find you, we hound
bound, to remind you

Kadafi, I bring the lingo to the
Tasty like a Pringle, sneakin' through your chimney Kris Kringle
On some shit, get me free to let my ice
Ka pling, ka plow, I a thug shootin' slugs since a child

You don't have to worry, you can with me now
Niggaz are quick to scream how die for me now
Only got one click, they on the Row
Fair exchange when we fuck hoes, let the punks know

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