Luyện nghe bài hát Yappin

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

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

P]
Need to stop yappin, quackin soundin a duck
Quick to holla up when a thug pull up
I see you ass twisted niggaz straight to the side
and can't even look a real straight in the eye
"Bust a nigga head" but real killers don't talk
You could a real gangster 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 crazy like my dad, a wild
Show you Shaq shoulda did to Kobe
him in his mouth, nigga fuck Jerry Buss
That still talkin, beat his bitch ass up
You a rookie under me so respect elders
Get a country ass whoopin tryin to be
The New No Limit, we ain't to go to war
Have you spoof when you leave the or ridin in your car

P]
You live in a glasshouse and try and throw stones
I'm a New No soldier, got it tatted on my arm
See you puh puh poolay, what you say
We get to like soldiers in Peru Bay
Real get it crunk in the club
You don't give a fuck then your hood up
I got a couple screws missing, say I talk in my sleep
I'm addicted to money and weed but I the freaks
You don't wanna run up on a nigga in the
When I'm gone off that hypnotiq, henny and that
See, I'm a fool nigga, break the nigga
I to party, you wanna get stomped, thats on you nigga
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
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 with some birds and some young niggaz
This the hood baby, white and the khakis
Stomp stompin in my G-Units still
P, you know I been waiting to push a line with you
P, uou know I been waiting to use nine with you dawg
I'm on the goose, Huey Lewis Black Panther shit
The club 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 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 Silkk The in a black Impala
Burnin rubber in the third ward, ridin wit a
No what I been through, my bank account got it
Fuck them other niggaz cause we bout it bout it