Luyện nghe bài hát Yappin

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

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

P]
Need to stop yappin, quackin like a duck
to holla whats up when a thug pull up
I see you fake ass niggaz straight to the side
and can't even a real nigga straight in the eye
Screamin "Bust a head" but real killers don't talk
You tell a real gangster how he act and how we act
See, you and your click don't wanna face me
I'll detroit indiana fuckin ya nigga
I'm crazy like my dad, a wild coyote
Show you what Shaq did to Kobe
Slap him in his mouth, nigga Jerry Buss
That fool still talkin, beat his ass up
You a under me so respect your elders
Get a country ass whoopin to be rebelous
The New No Limit, we ain't to go to war
Have you spoof when you the house or ridin in your car

P]
You can't in a glasshouse 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 like soldiers in Bay
Real thugs get it crunk in the
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 and weed but I love the freaks
You don't wanna run up on a nigga in the
When I'm gone off that hypnotiq, henny and buzz
See, I'm a fool nigga, break the nigga
I came to party, you wanna get stomped, on you nigga
See, I'm a bEast boy, I'm from the boy
You could knuckle up but Drumma got that boy
I the feet boy, I'm Pistol Pete boy
screamin motherfucker, you ain't me boy

[Young + (Master P)]
(Where you at Buck?)
We got the weed poppin and the dice game crackin
Got some hustlers some birds and some young niggaz jackin
the hood baby, white t-shirts and the khakis
Stomp in my G-Units still Cadillac'n
P, you know I been waiting to push a with you dawg
P, uou know I waiting to use this nine with you dawg
I'm on the grey goose, Huey Lewis Black Panther
The whole pumping they fist but here we go
It's No up in here, bitch you got damn right (Bitch you got damn right)
We act like C-Murder just got out of jail tonight
Oh, we came to start a fight, break 'em off rough
Take it back to the streets nigga, 'em say ughh (Make 'em say ughh)
So me and The Shocker in a black Impala
rubber in the third ward, ridin wit a chopper
No matter I been through, my bank account got it
Fuck them other niggaz we still bout it bout it