Luyện nghe bài hát Childish

(Chorus: Norco)
DJ
Why you mad, cause I'm
Or you mad I might be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my that you love that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish

(Verse 1: Norco)
I cut for the red Giuseppes
Tryna double up the price is right
Then I whipped up the raw for the Bentley
a bootleg like a rodeo night
Your boy got the bitches in a frenzy
They boyfriends act like Miami
I got more knocks a Jehovah's witness
And I keep it more lit the Church of Christ
First things first, imma mack
This french rosé got me acting
throwin' shade but I disregard it
I'm way too to be catching charges
I her up in the Aston Martin
Dropped her off in a Delorean
Spritz Clive Chris on my Mason
Cause your smell just like the Asian market

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, I'm rich?
Or you mad cause I be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It my fault that you love that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's (4hunnid)
Why you on me, that's childish

(Verse 2: YG)
I know you heard me on the (True)
I you hear me everywhere you go (True)
Your girlfriend me all yo' attention
Aw damn, that's some shit I shouldn't (uh-oh)
I do shows, I got dough, I got
I got a - sex tape that might
If I don't - fuck with you we got
Thats why I move how I in these streets
His bitch on my so he checked her
He don't know we go back like Sean John and
He through a phone he's a presser
out his bitch a late night texter
He's trippin', she's wildin'
But she grown, he act
All trips she was taking a pirate [?]
She ain't had no money, now she it

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, I'm rich?
Or you mad I might be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you that bitch (Nigga)
It my fault that she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish

(Verse 3: Norco)
I'm dipped off lean, OG, and
get fucked like I'm Rico Suave
Blunts get wrapped like a statute
I spit Pac at the Paparazzi
Im a problem, my label to drop me
The club a coop and the pigeons flock me
of the hood, nerds tryna stop me
Middle pig [?], that's enough to block me
Got a gold lucky like a Mayan
It look like I hit a on a pirate
dick will leave a drip in your sinus
My video will leave your phone a virus
One stand, that's the shit my clique's on
My dick's in her mouth and I tell her to get
Babysit the while a fuck the kid's mom
In love cause I'm rich and she knows the dick's

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, I'm rich?
Or you mad I might be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you love bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my that she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you mad, cause I'm
Or you mad cause I be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you love bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
DJ