Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

Simpty is for them simp ass
Talkin' lot, 'til I spray dumpin' [Incomprehensible]
Whenever shit, I straight rip 'em
And niggaz know I equip when I whip them

Thangs change, has changed

You say how can I make these raps
Number one albums, back to
If it was 1950, do you I'd sell, no
They probably throw me to jail

I you life just ain't what it used to be
Between you and me,
changed, were losing our minds
The government won't help 'cause refuse to find

A to the problems of the inner streets
It's a shame what our kids are to be
Pregnant teenagers, gun slangers
There ain't no love, there nothin' but anger

We don't go to and can't pray in school
Listen real close to what I'm sayin'
I know kids who went to school
Now they all grown up, tryin' to each other

Shootouts in the playground is where it down
But back in the days, we rode the go round
And some little kid might me tonight
And I always used to what the future be like

Curse on the TV and radio
You see sex, turn it on HBO
Late at night, you see women women
Sex sale, why I keep pimpin'

I up in the 70s', somethin' like Crooklyn
But I was in Cali not
I could tell the world was going crazy
But it really didn't happen 'til the

With free basin' and smokin'
A lotta people learned not to joke with
Streets flooded, with folks
Whole families, lives up in smoke

We're all to a crack head
I wake up in the mornin' and wanna go back to bed
Layin' there thinkin' things
About the way change

How women to like to wear decent clothes
Now they like men and dress like hoe's
You to be a virgin 'til you marry
But teenage girls it normal to carry a baby

Babies havin'
Rappers me always disrespectin' ladies
why it's like that, well so do I
But I just my back and then I go get high

'Cause I get paid good to talk bad about a bitch
And you bought it, so don't be mad I got
Ask grandparents, is life the same
Man change

Everything changed, everything has
change

There used to be a when old folks were respected
Kids talkin' back was accepted
Get and your mouth got washed out with soap
But kids will curse out old folks

you tell me I need to be a role model
And get these off the 40ounce bottles
But I'm not the one who made legal
Liquor stores on every that's why we go

Buy and go get drunk
Don't support our kids, like no punks
And then grow up to be hardcore criminals
Shoot 'em up, slang always pimpin' hoe's

I know its that don't believe
What I'm sayin' on the mic
So baby, D you tell them what it's like

kinda hard comin' up as a youngster
I gotta deal with the roof I'm under
Even though my moms got it
My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck without a

But times changed bro
I never ever seen Claus comin' through the ghetto
But you know what I see
I always see the white man robbin' the black man G

And I even get in trouble for it
And I don't see forward
Always to beat the black man to death
Punk tryna hide behind your badge

Always tryin' somebody
All we gotta do is beat him with the Billy
Here I come, I with my gun
I'm shootin' in the police now what

I tell you life is too for it to be like that
We gotta be leaders, can't the pack
With all them fiends in the streets crack
What you give is what it gives you back

'Cause in the ghetto ain't nothin' new
But when you make the money gotta what to do
Buy you a business or buy you a
Just so the police can't you out

I heard it in the streets, say you the man
So try to help brothers and lend a helpin' hand
Now we gone do

We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody John Gotti
I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' like John Gotti
Now run up and get gun up the black
I'm hittin' blackjack like the casino when I mack

What you wanna play like Al Pacino this
Type of style with the lyricist this of hits
and the biscuits I drop
Motherfuckers I come down and show me [Incomprehensible]

I don't really care, the front or the rear
Word to your mother I'm to smother and smear
It's that master all I
Chain I swing from the others is irrelevant

For you motherfucker step up to the M I C
I'm down with Shorty, Ant Banks and G
It's and I freak it's obsolete
My technique know I flow over beats

Like water, slaughter in yo daughter
And my nuts up in her jaws when she suckin' on my
Yiggy y'all best to ask somebody
'Cause I'm motherfuckers down with the shotty

that motherfuckin' master blaster
It's, mister, mister, ghetto, ghetto