Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Nigga

I it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the bitch
With speed, I make the bitch see the exit indeed
You gotta your thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, no driver
You gotcha own '96 suh-in the
And your ass tighter than Versace thats why
You gotta watch your you got to watch me
conniving shit
The first chance to the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 franks
And papayas, from the to the tele
Time to kill it on belly no question
I got more black chicks between my than Essence
They say sex is a weapon, so when I
your death in less than 8 seconds
Still in my after life
Laugin my is tight
You who right

Aint no nigga the one I got
No one can you betta
around but he gives me alot
Keeps you in diamonds and
Friends tell me I should leave you alone
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Tell the freaks to a man of there own
(Man a they own, man a own)

to def in Moschino, coach bag
Lookin half and filipino fakin no jacks
Got you a beeper to feel
your feet in Joanie Dega's and Charles Jordan
I keep ya but love
You these ho's be makin me weak
Yall how it goes 'b and so I creep
Ive been sinnin since you been wit Barbie and Ken in
You change a players game in the 9th inning
The rim spinning keeps em grinnin
So I run way the up in em
And wrinkle the face linnin
I hard-eh till they say God
He's keepin it real jigga stay
Lawd don't trip
I never slip, what you dont see is whatcha get
Weapons what the fuck yall feel
When you nigga sick we can all get ill
the deal-

Aint no nigga the one I got
No one can fuck you
Sleeps around but he gives me
you in diamonds and leathers
Friends 'ill me I should leave you alone
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Tell the to find a man of there own
(Man a own, man a they own)

Yo, no stoppin this, no lie
Promise to monogamous, I try
But love you know these ho's be makin me
Y'all knows how it goes B so I stay

What up boo just keep me laced in the illa
rolls and shit, back rubs in the french tubs
Mackin bitch, wifee nigga
So when you flip coke
them days you was dead broke
But now your and I raised you
Basically you into a don
Flippin weight and shit
You my pussy is all that
Thats why I get bagets 5 and all that
From Dolce to H Vendell I'm ringin bells
So who the playa, I still keep you in the gators
Tailor so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin
On how I fuck the a shit
Specially Im flippin Baileys
Dont give a fuck about how you move with them mamis
I push da Z, eating shrimp with rocks larger than life
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it known who wife was
I got you frontin in Armani
this rap shit
When you was in letters and berattas
And eek classes mo in the glasses
Shows in Cali wit all the suede Bally's
Now all mens' up in your benz's
post, I swear you be killin me
Playin inside my hairs
I never worry them other chicks
you proved who was your wiz
When you was spinnin bitch
I took a little when you was up
Your comisary pilin
How you livin on the island
All them have me vex
But when you come
Knew I was comin off with half of checks
Now we on the
Your diamond mami wit the slanted
Holdin this grip the green and the shit
no, I see half the dough
Made you into a star, pushin hundred thousand cars

no nigga like the one I got
No one can you betta
Sleeps around but he gives me
you in diamonds and leathers
Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Tell the freaks to a man of there own
(Man a own, man a they own)