Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Niggaz At

Man cock shit...
Yo man, this nigga Cassidy (Yo Cock this tho man),
Oh that nigga think he sweet (Yo that mac man)
Yo not for nothin, that video and all that...
Fuck that, (yo when I'm a hit that nigga all up in... I that nigga)

Where My at, Huh
that Yo
Squeeze them back,
Huh, Pop yo,
If I gotta, I'm a Pop a
Lay a down,
I ain't playin, spray a nigga,
Lay a down! [x2]

1:]
Niggaz ready to die, They ready to tell,
why my squad ready to ride and ready for jail,
They'll you every in the shell in the K,
A couple rounds from the pipe'll make it sound Independence Day!
And I could that gun shit, Cause I done shit,
My nick should be Diarea How I run shit,
And I done niggaz guns spit over dumb shit,
I got a young named Nina that You could Tongue Kiss!
When It come to gun shit I'm the man son,
Niggaz gon show me respect I demand some,
I play with bullets bout as big as my thumb,
And I'll the A R Hand Gun till my hand numb,
I ain't a hypocrite who spit shit He did,
I'm a speak the whether positive or negative,
Don't get me wrong, I put that was conscious out,
But I'll Grab the Thompson and Blow Ya Conscience out!

2:]
My flow so raw, I thought about it up,
word like a Bird, I'm jus addin it up,
But with the I'll Burn ya like bag in the dutch,
jus, blast at ya gut, Light ya Abdomen up, Yup,
But I ain't the same from the past,
I be tryna chill but still blast at ya ass,
I got in the stash, and Money In the bank ya'll,
Hatin on me makin me rich, I wanna ya'll!
I'll leave the on my hip and jus shank ya'll,
Onli thing you niggaz shot was a paintball, or a cap gun,
You get your hat spun,
You gotta known I clap my gun, Man, You that dumb!
Back when I was young, no bull, I triggas back,
I be in the hood I'm good where my niggaz at,
I'm the general, let my military get you,
With the pistols, that's military issued!

3:]
I got gats,
And I just fought a homocide and I ain't 1 statement,
You I'm Not a rat,
So what You gat,
When it start off,
You'll probly your fuckin self tryna pop it off,
You got the balls, You soft like cotton balls,
You just think You hard the pills and the Alcohol,
But dawg you ain't as you say you is,
You tell your fans how soft and gay you is,
S H A, No what K It is,
I'm a still keep poppin and keep droppin,
But I wanna hafta injure nobody,
Grip the pipe, Or stick the into somebody,
And I don't walk around now I'm Gotti,
But still clap the mac 10 at somebody, Uh,
I Took my life and put it all rap,
For my dawgs they paws on the gat!