Luyện nghe bài hát Yappin

[Intro: P]
Man you need to cut all woofin out
Either you from the hood or you ain't the hood
But if you ain't from the hood, don't be actin like you from the (NEW NO LIMIT)
Cause niggaz gon these fake niggaz

[Chorus:
Don't make me put my hands on you nigga, I'ma show you what I'm
Keep yappin at the and get knocked the fuck out
Knocked the out, knocked the fuck out
Keep yappin at the mouth and get the fuck out
Don't make me put my on you nigga, I'ma show you what I'm bout
Keep yappin at the mouth and get knocked the out
the fuck out, knocked the fuck out
Keep yappin at the and get knocked the fuck out

P]
Need to stop yappin, quackin like a duck
Quick to holla whats up when a pull up
I see you fake ass twisted straight to the side
and can't look a real nigga straight in the eye
Screamin "Bust a nigga head" but real don't talk
You could tell a gangster how he act and how we act
See, you and your click don't face me nigga
I'll detroit indiana pace ya nigga
Cause I'm crazy my dad, a wild coyote
Show you what Shaq did to Kobe
Slap him in his mouth, nigga fuck Buss
That fool still talkin, his bitch ass up
You a rookie me so respect your elders
Get a country ass whoopin to be rebelous
The New No Limit, we scared to go to war
Have you spoof when you leave the or ridin in your car

P]
You can't live in a and try and throw stones
I'm a New No Limit soldier, got it on my arm
See you puh puh poolay, what you say
We get to like soldiers in Peru Bay
Real thugs get it crunk in the
You don't give a fuck then throw hood up
I got a couple missing, they say I talk in my sleep
I'm addicted to and weed but I love the freaks
You don't wanna run up on a nigga in the
When I'm gone off that hypnotiq, and that buzz
See, I'm a fool nigga, the rules nigga
I came to party, you get stomped, thats on you nigga
See, I'm a boy, I'm from the streets boy
You knuckle up but Drumma got that heat boy
I the feet boy, I'm Pistol Pete boy
Stop screamin motherfucker, you me boy

[Young + (Master P)]
(Where you at Buck?)
We got the weed spot and the dice game crackin
Got some hustlers with some birds and some young niggaz
This the hood baby, white t-shirts and the
Stomp stompin in my still Cadillac'n
P, you know I waiting to push a line with you dawg
P, uou know I been waiting to use this with you dawg
I'm on the grey goose, Huey Lewis Panther shit
The whole club pumping fist but here we go
It's No Limit up in here, bitch you got right (Bitch you got damn right)
We gonna act C-Murder just got out of jail tonight
Oh, we to start a fight, break 'em off something rough
Take it back to the nigga, make 'em say ughh (Make 'em say ughh)
So me and Silkk The Shocker in a Impala
rubber in the third ward, ridin wit a chopper
No matter I been through, my bank account got it
Fuck them other niggaz cause we still it bout it