Luyện nghe bài hát U Don't Have 2 Worry

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

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

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

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

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

the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cash
Pass the fame an' let the game go past
Why you change? It's a cold world taught me
Retaliation niggaz never caught me right

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

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

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

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

You don't to worry, you can ride 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 car wit'cha
I'd have took every bullet they threw, Hand of God, nigga
I only got one click, 'til I'm gone
Heavy in the an' we comin' for they fuckin' throne

The love is gone well, it is it is
An' plottin' on us, they be prayin' for they kids, mayne
You don't to worry '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', I'ma fuckin' for ya
An' everythin' I do, gon' have your on it
I'll never let them forget, I put my on it

You gon' die yo' time, come face the truth
In the middle of the desert, nigga, your boots
As a youth, proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
You studio still remind your vest

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

If life in another nigga hand, you deaded
An' if it's beef an' your man disappear, then sweat it
Another nigga usin' my strengths to get credit
I mean, to my face scared but your heartbeat said it

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

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

I play for keeps the OGs raised me
If I sleep, I eat, who gonna feed my baby?
An' I I'm goin' crazy 'cause my hair is gettin' thiner
I've been on the daily, I can hardly remember

I got bad nerves, destroyed me
I the Lord but the church can't cure me
I light, I wake peekin' out my window
With guns under my mats an' guns under the

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

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

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

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

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