Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

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

change, everything has changed

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

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

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

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

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

Curse words on the TV and
You see sex, turn it on HBO
at night, you see women freak women
Sex sale, that's why I keep

I grew up in the 70s', somethin' Crooklyn
But I was in not Brooklyn
I could tell the whole world was going
But it really didn't happen 'til the

With basin' and smokin' crack
A lotta people learned not to joke that
flooded, with homeless folks
Whole families, gone up in smoke

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

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

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

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

changed, everything has changed
Thangs

There used to be a time old folks were respected
Kids back was never accepted
Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with
But nowadays will curse out old folks

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

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

I know its those that believe
I'm sayin' on the mic right
So baby, D you tell them what it's like

It's hard comin' up as a youngster
I gotta with the roof that I'm under
though my moms got it hard
My daddy away, now I'm stuck without a father

But times have bro
I never ever seen Santa Claus through the ghetto
But you know what I see
I always see the white man the black man back G

And I don't get in trouble for it
And I don't see nothin'
tryin' to beat the black man to death
Punk police tryna hide behind badge

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

I tell you is too short for it to be like that
We gotta be leaders, follow the pack
With all them in the streets smokin' crack
you give life is what it gives you back

'Cause money in the ghetto nothin' new
But when you make the money gotta know to do
Buy you a or buy you a house
so the police can't wipe you out

I it in the streets, they say you the man
So try to help your and lend a helpin' hand
Now what we do

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

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

I don't care, from the front or the rear
Word to your mother I'm bout to and smear
that master all I intelligent
Chain that I swing from the others is

For you motherfucker just up to the M I C
I'm down Shorty, Ant Banks and Mally G
Malik and I freak it's obsolete
My technique motherfucker know I flow over

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

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