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 ain't my fault that you love that (Nigga)
It ain't my fault she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish

(Verse 1: Norco)
I cut for the red Giuseppes
Tryna up like the price is right
Then I whipped up the raw for the Mulsanne
Dropped a bootleg like a night
Your boy got the bitches in a bidding
They boyfriends act like Miami
I got knocks than a Jehovah's witness
And I keep it lit than the Church of Christ
First things first, mack regardless
This french rosé got me acting
They 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 Delorean
Spritz Clive on my Mason Martin[?]
Cause your bitch smell just the Asian market

(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 that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my that she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's (4hunnid)
Why you trippin' on me, that's

(Verse 2: YG)
I know you heard me on the (True)
I know you me everywhere you go (True)
Your girlfriend me all yo' attention
Aw damn, that's shit 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 move how I move in these
His bitch on my so he checked her
He don't know we go back like Sean John and
He searchin' through a phone a presser
Found out his bitch a late texter
He's trippin', cause wildin'
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, I'm rich?
Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault 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, that's

(Verse 3: Norco)
I'm off lean, OG, and Bombay
Bitches get fucked I'm Rico Suave
Blunts get wrapped like a RICO
I like Pac at the Paparazzi
Im a problem, my label to drop me
The like a coop and the pigeons flock me
Revenge of the hood, nerds stop me
Middle finger pig [?], enough to block me
Got a gold lucky like a Mayan
It look like I hit a lick on a
Dope dick leave a drip in your sinus
My video will leave phone with a virus
One night stand, that's the shit my on
My in her mouth and I tell her to get gone
Babysit the 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 be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my that 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, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you mad, I'm rich?
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 trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish
DJ