Luyện nghe bài hát Childish

(Chorus: Norco)
DJ
Why you mad, I'm rich?
Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you love that (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she love my (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
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 up the raw for the Mulsanne Bentley
Dropped a bootleg like a rodeo
boy got the bitches in a bidding frenzy
They act like Miami Vice
I got more knocks a Jehovah's witness
And I keep it more lit than the Church of
First things first, imma mack
This french rosé got me heartless
throwin' shade but I disregard it
I'm way too smooth to be charges
I picked her up in the Aston
Dropped her off in a black
Clive Chris on my Mason Martin[?]
Cause your bitch smell like the Asian market

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

(Verse 2: YG)
I you heard me on the radio (True)
I know you me everywhere you go (True)
Your girlfriend game me all yo'
Aw damn, that's some I shouldn't mention (uh-oh)
I do shows, I got dough, I got
I got a - sex tape that might
If I don't - fuck you we got beef
Thats why I how I move in these streets
His bitch on my dick so he her
He don't know we go back like Sean and Mecca
He through a phone he's a presser
Found out his bitch a night texter
trippin', cause 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 ain't my fault that she love my (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, childish
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 off lean, OG, and Bombay
Bitches get fucked I'm Rico Suave
Blunts get like a RICO statute
I like Pac at the Paparazzi
Im a problem, my label refuse to me
The club like a coop and the pigeons me
Revenge of the hood, nerds tryna me
Middle finger pig [?], enough to block me
Got a gold lucky charm a Mayan
It look like I hit a on a pirate
Dope dick leave a drip in your sinus
My video will leave your with a virus
One stand, that's the shit my clique's on
My in her mouth and I tell her to get gone
Babysit the kids while a fuck the mom
In love cause I'm and she knows the dick's bomb

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