Luyện nghe bài hát Childish

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

(Verse 1: Norco)
I cut for the red Giuseppes
Tryna double up like the price is
Then I up the raw for the Mulsanne Bentley
Dropped a bootleg a rodeo night
boy got the bitches in a bidding frenzy
They act like Miami Vice
I got more than a Jehovah's witness
And I it more lit than the Church of Christ
things first, imma mack regardless
This rosé got me acting heartless
They throwin' shade but I it
I'm way too to be catching charges
I picked her up in the Aston
Dropped her off in a Delorean
Spritz Chris on my Mason Martin[?]
Cause bitch 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 ain't my fault you love that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she my dick (Nigga)
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's (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 game me all yo' attention
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 - with you we got beef
Thats why I move how I move in streets
His on my dick so he checked her
He don't know we go back like Sean John and
He searchin' through a phone he's a
Found out his bitch a late night
He's trippin', cause she's
But she grown, he act
All those trips she was taking a [?]
She ain't had no money, now she it

(Chorus: Norco)
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 my fault that she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
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 like Pac at the Paparazzi
Im a problem, my label refuse to me
The club like a and the pigeons flock me
Revenge of the hood, nerds tryna me
Middle pig [?], that's enough to block me
Got a gold lucky charm like a
It look like I hit a on a pirate
Dope dick will leave a drip in your
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
the kids while a fuck the kid's mom
In love cause I'm rich and she knows the bomb

(Chorus: Norco)
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 she love my dick (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, that's
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 that she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
DJ