Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got Time For Gamez

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, pop that thang
And if they drama they can get that man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I got time for gamez
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop thang
And if they want drama they can get man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

simple and plain
Your messin' me and I'm a grown man
I keep a pistol on me, think I'm playin'
This hard hittin' nigga lemme ya'll sang

I coulda been a nigga out Cain
But instead I was bangin' the thang
'Cause hardin' make a nigga quit that playin'
It ain't no in my goddamn thang

I'm just an all trying to do my thang
You get in my way and I'll make ya'll
Run your ass like I was a train
You talkin' ass don't say my name

And if you my name then you got fame
Rap this before doin' every thang
And blanked on ass like I was to blame
The time ya see me hit ya boy with a chain
You hit ya boy with a

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop that
And if they drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got time for
these niggaz, I'ma pop that thang
And if they drama they can get that man
A nigga me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I dedicate to you fake niggaz
Supposed to be's who do fake shit
See you in the street and they hug you like on gay shit
Man we be so when I see you, you share my fame
When I ain't around its Bush versus Saddam Hussein

hate you for the smallest events
I got niggaz mad at me 'cause I ain't signed 'em recording
Nigga you can shut the or you can get shot the fuck up
I don't know you when I owe you better double up

Fed up with this, bitches fuck this, they press they luck with this
I'm tough with this, party and 50 callin' up your shit
love to shake hands, hug, squeeze with tight grips
But little do they you when I touch em I see life's trip

All the back stabbin' and jabbin' and double
Quit telling me that you love me nigga when you see me keep on
I got enough man as it is now
So I don't need a posin' friend that's me now, bitch

They sent the unit out 'cause there was trouble at the club
Knowin' gang signs throwing up 'cause they don't a fuck
Why even a 9 to 5 when you can sell dope and rob
80 percent of the fuckin' club no nigga got no job

That's why we here buck, gettin' crunk, gettin' wild
Representin' our I say God bless the child
If he can open up his and realize it ain't shit
That we run the fuckin' hood but the gun is ours man

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop that
And if they want drama they can get man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it

I ain't got time for
Fuck these niggaz, I'ma pop thang
And if they want drama they can get man
A like me I'm wit it man, I'm wit it