Luyện nghe bài hát Thangs Change

Simpty is for them ass niggaz
Talkin' lot, 'til I spray dumpin' niggaz
Whenever shit, I straight rip 'em
And niggaz know I come when I whip them

change, everything has changed

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

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

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

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

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

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

I up in the 70s', somethin' like Crooklyn
But I was in Cali not
I could tell the whole world was going
But it really didn't 'til the 80s'

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

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

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

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

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

Everything changed, has changed
change

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

Then you tell me I need to be a role
And get babies off the 40ounce bottles
But I'm not the one who alcohol legal
stores on every corner that's why we go

Buy 40ounces and go get
Don't our kids, like no good punks
And they grow up to be hardcore criminals
Shoot 'em up, slang always pimpin' hoe's

I its those that don't believe
I'm sayin' on the mic right
So baby, D won't you tell what it's like

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

But times have bro
I ever seen Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto
But you know I always see
I always see the white man robbin' the black man G

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

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

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

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

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

We came to stack bodies, killin' everybody like John Gotti
I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody 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 Al Pacino with this
of style with the lyricist this funk of hits
[Incomprehensible] and the biscuits I
Motherfuckers know I come down and show me

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

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

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

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