Luyện nghe bài hát What's Going On

"What's.. what's.."
"What's going on? What's on?" (4X)

The club is a regular hangout spot for unclean
women in tight jeans frontin queens
Chickenheads who should be home takin of their eggs
Instead, they always in the club with men
No I don't about no hype-no-holic bitches; all I'm concerned with
is who's they burners in to burn niggaz
While security is mediocre proportions
Niggaz is stealthily sneakin they firearms in
Often, niggaz be acting like marksmen
but couldn't hit a object
So how you gonna hit a movin target? Especially if you
The party was coconuts you spoiled it
what's goin on?

Chorus: + samples

"What's going on? What's on?"
What's goin on these days?
[Can] do no hip-hop shows without the gunplay
"What's going on? going on?"
[Can] What's goin on? Why is packin?
"While you rappin, I'm busy tryin to sneak the gat in" ->
"What's going on? going on?"
[Can] What's goin on days?
Can't do no shows without the gunplay
"What's on? What's going on?"
[Can] Before you blaze, think the lives at stake
"You got a gun up in waist, please don't shoot up the place" -> Biggie

The other night I some kid gettin loud, runnin his mouth
Til pulled the thang-thang out, then shots rang out
nigga in front of me got his back blown out
On the floor a piece of his small intestines hangin out
I had to scream on the to carry him out
They said, "Nah, them is still bustin in the crowd"
Then ducked down close to the ground as the bullets whizzed by
Prayin to cause they don't wanna die
But neither do I, fuck it, I gotta be
As a rap artist, it's a vital part of my
I swear, y'all niggaz need to with that
Bringing handguns to every God damn club I perform at
Everything from semi-autos to
Chrome or black, gats and all that
Believe it or not - the government wants
So they can use that as an excuse to shut rap
goin on?

Yo
All of my hip-hop niggaz should feel what I'm speakin
A subject that was touched by Nas and Monch
Bullets - bein shot from guns, guns bein carried by
who to the clubs to shed blood
in mind, that everytime a nigga reaches for chrome
he jeopardizes more lives his own
To this record ain't even relevant until you experience
how a bullet can your dreams in a millisec'
By some thug cats who didn't take
by bustin a gat, they could render somebody
and trapped, in a wheelchair over
With the gift of walkin and runnin from them
What the is goin on?

2X (to fade)