Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Play'n

Nigga what'chu worryin 'bout whassup me?
What is that, what house I'm rollin on?
Do I at Curt, what's Unc doin?
What's up with Nigga you dem people {?}

[Chorus 4X: P]
Snitches stop callin the - cause I ain't playin
Better what you say on the block - cause I ain't playin

P]
I left the hood for a week, and my name ringin
Like I'm hustlin sellin dope, you got beef bring it
I heard fire did this, and P.D. trippin
That's why I sleep with two you never catch me slippin
I pussy, and most of you niggaz are rats
See I'm a dog motherfucker and I don't with you cats
me on the phone, nigga lookin for cola
How could a nigga the hood nigga turn into the roller
This so twisted, it got me trippin
Got the feds I've got birds in the kitchen
These niggaz'll throw salt in name my nigga
Just to get a couple and some fame my nigga
It ain't no loyalty, your family'll set you up
For the right price my nigga wet you up
I watched niggaz get ghost, shit be over
How many niggaz gon' C, if he go to Angola

P]
Man music shit political dawg, don't fuck with it
I'd invest in somethin else if I wasn't in it
Man most of these niggaz'll just yap mouth
Send subliminal messages 'til get out
Believe none of what you hear, and half of you see
See the rap is dirty like the C-P-3
Most niggaz'll death, these streets is real black
Our radio programmers think holdin careers back
And Hollywood bitches be ready to wife a
All you is a hit record and some ice my nigga
And the media dickriders slow up like tires
they lil' career blow up again when shit dies
They say we and we stereotype
Even seen Michael live the criminal life
See these hate mayne, smile in your face mayne
Call them on ya try to give you a case mayne

Heh, he he
If don't know us
Y'all better keep our name out y'all mouth
Cause it's gon' get real ugly this you feel me?
Y'all beat us then join us