Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Smart

What, 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, what)
Foreign and the jeeps
(What, what, what, what)
Make about a fuckin' million in a
(What, 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 always missin'
A nigga that's speeding to have a collision
Bound to be in prison or bound to pop a

So if you got dogs, let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right let 'em
We got the same that you got but better though
And next we in some shit nigga you will know

See I'm pushed to the point I put something down
And I over your head like look at you now
And the kids in the parks start around
Like mommy come look, look, look what we found

Wit' me more intense, nigga
So if you goin' hard stay on the bench nigga
And you know I come I leave no prints nigga
And you die it won't be at my expense nigga, nigga, nigga

Yo, you ain't as as you think
And I you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring to your home
Hey yo, you as smart as you think
(You it back to the streets)

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

Yo, yo not only do I know the rights, I know the
Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah you the song
And if you claim you a nigga know 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 bitch in every state know Mase is the

See I'm unlike the ones who fail you when I know you
I'ma send my kid to take 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

it where your own shadow won't stand near you
And they send the trauma unit to repair you
Now you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
With your Bentley, we don't give a about your car who you are

Yo, you ain't as as you think
And I know you ain't as as you think
(Take it to the streets)
You talk on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you as smart as you think
(You it back to the streets)

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

Yo, yo you can't never love a man so you can't doubt him
Let him know certain you gotta do without him
And if ya got guns, leave home without it
You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go it

See I never kill a man and I do it
I won't let a mutha fucka know I'm angry
'Cuz when I get caught and they come me
It be a surprise that come to hang me

I figure, if do it, I'ma do it my way
Set 'em on Sunday, 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, meet 'em on the highway
See where his is and keep it movin'

I'm off the exit
All I wanna find out is where the is
And by Tuesday I'm in the complexes
All I find out is where the address is

And by Wednesday, it so happen you get shot in the knee
A tried to run away and dropped the key
Now you in the hospital not
Frontin', a scene, bring the whole block wit' you

Friday hit and you got no clique wit' you
Need somebody you with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
Soon as you get home and put the key in the
Click, clack, now get on the floor, I told you

Yo, you ain't as smart as you
And I you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it to the streets)
You talk on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as as you think
(You it back to the streets)

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

Yo, you as smart as you think
And I you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it to the streets)
You talk on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you as smart as you think
(You it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you as smart as you think
And I know you as smart as you think
(You it back to the streets)
You leave a thug a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you as smart as you think
(All out)