Luyện nghe bài hát We Ain't

Ladies and
You are now about to witness the
Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of
Put your hands together for bitch

Yeah
Compton's on the mothafuckin map
Aftermath in ass bitch
Game go

Me and Marshall ain't shit they listen to our shit
They talk about us but that shit is foul when
I'm tryna feed my son and drop albums
Make my mother that her son made it out
But its hard when hate us and think 'Em a racist
They say shit but fuck
one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was
We saw the throne was and decided to chase it
Me, him and 50 racin' this rap is basic I followed that Jay shit
Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the in one take and
How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre
Then spit classical LA, NWA shit
The is bullshit now we can't even say bitch
They accusin Michael of touchin in the wrong places
At they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts
Now people place him with murderers and rapists
They comin' I can taste this to God I ain't racin'
Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake
I'm so sick and tired this black shit white shit
So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' this

So callin us
We ain't goin no so fuck you
We goin no where so fuck you
This day the game won't be the same
Things just ain't the same for
The just isn't the same its changing
To new
You're now to witness the power

Only Dre can, me for the mistakes I'm making
If I'm faking, I'm Clay
You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, tame
you're mild sauce, you ain't ready to make that flame switch
You'll end up in the same situation, same
day, just with different gangstas in your face
Which- way do you wanna face when brains hit pavement
Think of what you'll say to Pastor and save it
For the day that they got them affidavits waving in my
Looking for answers, rap Eminem battles to ward off accusations
That he had somebody
The Mask of Jason was at the scene of the task with masking tape
And the victim's penis up his ass, a case
And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards too much time
Me no ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going

So they us
We ain't goin no where so you
We ain't no where so fuck you
This day the game won't ever be the
Things just ain't the same for
The game just isn't the its changing
To new
now about to witness the power

Low get Dre on the quick
Tell him Em' just killed me on my own
I'm through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick
I'mma do numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick
Yeah the sick, the window's tinted
If Eminem is anybody under the Pendleton
niggas is killing it take a minute to listen
Turn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your out the window
For tellin me its hot when its not and you got you got
From them rocks on the block, you can tellin Dre you got shot
a Glock that don't phase me
I'm why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady ?
I don't care if the radio don't me
I say what I say I feel like I'm feelin today
And get hard when bitches see my car in the streets
I can't even my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks

So I'm gone

So they us
We goin no where so fuck you
We ain't no where so fuck you
This day the game ever be the same
just ain't the same for gangstas
The game just the same its changing
To new
You're now to witness the power