Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't as Smart

What,
What, what,
(h-world)
What, what,
(all out)
What, what, what, what,
(take it back to the streets, fucka)
What, what, what, what,
Yo, for my niggas in the streets
(what what what)
Foreign cars and the
(what what what)
about a fuckin' million in a week
(what what what)
When I can't forget that we all still

Yo, yo
You a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's something missin'
A nigga that's speeding, bound to a collision
to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right, let 'em
We got the guns that you got, but better though
And next time we in some shit nigga, you will
See I'm pushed to the point that I put something
And I stand over your head, like at you now
And the kids in the start lookin' around
Like, "mommy here, look, look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more intense,
So if you goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga
And you know when I come, I no prints nigga
And when you die, it won't be at my nigga
Nigga,

1 - yo, you ain't as smart as you
And I know you ain't as as you think
(take it to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, niggas to your home
Hey yo, you as smart as you think
(take it to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you
And I know you as smart as you think
(take it to the streets)
You a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you

Yo, yo
Not only do I the rights, I know the wrongs
Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah, you know the
And if you claim you a nigga that me long
And you should know die with my rolley on
I no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp
got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you niggas are
And every in every state know mase is the pimp
See I'm unlike the who fail you, when I know where you
Live, i'mma send my kid to care of you
I'll bring it to my man if he try to you
I'd tie something up if I wanted to you
Make it where your own shadow won't stand you
And they the trauma unit to come repair you
Now you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
With your bentley, we don't a fuck about your car
Who you are

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Yo, yo
You can't love a man so much you can't doubt him
Let him know certain shit you do without him
And if ya got guns, don't leave home it
You kill a man, there's ways to go about it
See I kill a man, and I do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha fucka know I'm
'cause when I get caught and come arraign me
It be a surprise that come to hang me
I figure, if do it, i'mma do it my way
Set 'em on sunday, have 'em by
Then sunday, meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and it movin'
Monday I'm off the
All I find out is where the complex is
And by tuesday I'm sittin' in the
All I wanna find out is the address is
And by wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the
A nigga tried to run and dropped the key
Now you in the hospital, not
Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the whole wit' you
hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you
Need somebody help you with your leg, got your wit' chu
Soon as you get and put the key in the door
Click, clack, now get on the floor, I you nigga

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