Luyện nghe bài hát Yappin

[Intro: P]
Man you to cut all that woofin out
Either you from the hood or you 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

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

P]
Need to stop yappin, quackin soundin a duck
Quick to holla whats up a thug pull up
I see you fake ass twisted niggaz to the side
and can't even look a real nigga in the eye
Screamin "Bust a nigga head" but real killers 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 indiana pace ya nigga
Cause I'm 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 rookie me so respect your elders
Get a country ass whoopin to be rebelous
The New No Limit, we scared to go to war
Have you spoof when you the house or ridin in your car

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

[Young + (Master P)]
(Where you at Buck?)
We got the weed poppin and the dice game crackin
Got some hustlers with birds and some young niggaz jackin
This the baby, white t-shirts and the khakis
Stomp stompin in my still Cadillac'n
P, you know I waiting to push a line 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 club pumping fist but here we go
It's No Limit up in here, bitch you got damn right (Bitch you got right)
We gonna act like C-Murder just got out of jail
Oh, we to start a fight, break 'em off something rough
Take it to the streets nigga, make 'em say ughh (Make 'em say ughh)
So me and Silkk The Shocker in a Impala
Burnin in the third ward, ridin wit a chopper
No matter what I been through, my account got it
Fuck them other niggaz we still bout it bout it