Reverie & Louden — Ain't Shit | караоке с текстом и отключением вокала

Hey, it's Loud Beats, ya heard? Never gave a fuck. I never, ever gave a fuck, bitch. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Never gave a fuck, never gave a shit. Haters, you can eat a dick. I don't wanna hear about it. Walk the talk, I doubt it. I ain't gonna wait my turn. I'ma cut the fucking line. Ask me how I'm feeling, baby crazy but the pay is fire. Say it ain't mine and I'ma have to take it. You can't stand the real 'cause you just a fake bitch. You be posing like a gangsta but you ain't a G. Got no credit, no resume. In these streets, fakin' where you came from. Bust it 'cause you're named son. Trying to rob my hometown snappy 'cause I'm famous. You can't compare to me, we nothing like the same. From my name, to my game, to my pay, to my frame, bitch. You know the name, bitch. Ain't shit changed, bitch. Lame bitch, when I see you got nothing to say, bitch. If you want it, you can get it. I ain't gonna sweat it. If you need it, I'ma bring it. You can fucking guarantee it. You ain't gotta say it twice. Want smoke? I'ma be it. And fuck pulling hair, bitch, I'm coming out swinging. I really was in these streets. Really was smoking dope. Really lived the life I rap about. No, it ain't a joke. You'll catch hope, leave you hanging by your rope. Bong broke, yeah, I'ma cut your fucking throat. Better act like you know. I've been chain smoking cigarettes, licking cess, quit the stress, take a test. I'm an ace, you could catch this fucking fade quick. Careful 'cause it's dangerous, gang too became with. Staying in lane, bitch. Yes, I'm insane, bitch. They forget I grew up, I screw up. Gang signs throw the crew up. Base headed and then I blew up. Used to never sleep, dust in my sheet. Never close my eyes, keep them wide ear to the street. Fuck the police. Rest in peace to all the dead homies. Ain't saying it twice, you heard what I said, homie. Waste the dead lonely. Crazy, y'all know me. Flow like the ocean wave, you can't put no salt on me. I've been stressing, I've been feigning, I've been thinking about relapsing. All star, never practiced, ditched all my fucking classes. You being plastic, I'm being classic. I'm being straight, being paid, being played, I'm being great. Damn. I've been places you could only dream about, brought my team around. Stepped foot on 22 countries, homie, I be about it. I've been a hustler, been a rider for life. Do or die, almost lost my fucking life a few times. I ain't scared of death, I ain't scared of death. Matter of fact, I love to split the profit. I ain't scared of gift. I'ma pass the love, I'ma share the light. I've been feeling nice. I love this rap shit, that's why we do this every fucking night. Bitch. Uh. Loudin on the motherfucking beat. Bitch. Uh, Los Angeles, 323, motherfucker. Y- Y- Y- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Ho. Rapperie, better act like you know, bitch. Damn, son. Bringing back another banger. It's Loud Beats, ya heard