Luyện nghe bài hát Yappin

[Intro: P]
Man you to cut all that woofin out
Either you from the hood or you ain't the hood
But if you ain't from the hood, be actin like you from the hood (NEW NO LIMIT)
Cause gon expose these fake niggaz

Halleluyah]
Don't make me put my hands on you nigga, show you what I'm bout
yappin at the mouth and get knocked the fuck out
Knocked the fuck out, the fuck out
Keep yappin at the and get knocked the fuck out
make me put my hands on you nigga, I'ma show you what I'm bout
Keep yappin at the mouth and get the fuck out
Knocked the out, knocked the fuck out
Keep at the mouth and get knocked the fuck out

P]
Need to yappin, quackin soundin like a duck
Quick to holla whats up a thug pull up
I see you fake ass twisted straight to the side
and can't look a real nigga straight in the eye
Screamin "Bust a nigga head" but real killers don't
You could tell a real how he act and how we act
See, you and your click don't wanna face me
I'll detroit fuckin pace ya nigga
Cause I'm like my dad, a wild coyote
Show you what Shaq shoulda did to
Slap him in his mouth, nigga fuck Jerry
That fool still talkin, beat his ass up
You a rookie under me so your elders
Get a ass whoopin tryin to be rebelous
The New No Limit, we ain't to go to war
Have you when you leave the house or ridin in your car

P]
You can't live in a and try and throw stones
I'm a New No Limit soldier, got it on my arm
See you puh puh poolay, fuck you say
We get to stomping soldiers in Peru Bay
thugs get it crunk in the club
You don't give a then throw your hood up
I got a couple screws missing, they say I talk in my
I'm addicted to money and but I love the freaks
You don't wanna run up on a in the club
When I'm gone off hypnotiq, henny and that buzz
See, I'm a nigga, break the rules nigga
I came to party, you wanna get stomped, thats on you
See, I'm a bEast boy, I'm the streets boy
You could up but Drumma got that heat boy
I the feet boy, I'm Pistol Pete boy
Stop screamin motherfucker, you me boy

[Young + (Master P)]
(Where you at Buck?)
We got the weed spot poppin and the game crackin
Got some hustlers some birds and some young niggaz jackin
This the hood baby, white and the khakis
Stomp in my G-Units still Cadillac'n
P, you know I been to push a line with you dawg
P, uou I been waiting to use this nine with you dawg
I'm on the grey goose, Lewis Black Panther shit
The whole pumping they fist but here we go
It's No Limit up in here, bitch you got damn (Bitch you got damn right)
We gonna act like C-Murder got out of jail tonight
Oh, we to start a fight, break 'em off something rough
Take it back to the nigga, make 'em say ughh (Make 'em say ughh)
So me and Silkk The Shocker in a Impala
rubber in the third ward, ridin wit a chopper
No matter what I through, my bank account got it
Fuck them other cause we still bout it bout it