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 bitch (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 trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's

(Verse 1: Norco)
I cut class for the red
Tryna up like the price is right
Then I whipped up the raw for the Mulsanne
a bootleg like a rodeo night
Your boy got the bitches in a frenzy
boyfriends act like Miami Vice
I got more than a Jehovah's witness
And I it more lit than the Church of Christ
First first, imma mack regardless
This rosé got me acting heartless
They shade but I disregard it
I'm way too smooth to be charges
I picked her up in the Martin
her off in a black Delorean
Spritz Clive on my Mason Martin[?]
Cause your bitch smell just like the Asian

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, I'm rich?
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 my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, childish
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 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 - fuck 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 he's a presser
out his bitch a late night texter
He's trippin', cause she's
But she grown, he act
All those trips she was a pirate [?]
She had no money, now she understand it

(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 trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish

(Verse 3: Norco)
I'm dipped off lean, OG, and
Bitches get fucked I'm Rico Suave
Blunts get wrapped like a RICO
I spit like Pac at the
Im a problem, my label to drop me
The like a coop and the pigeons flock me
of the hood, nerds tryna stop me
Middle finger pig [?], 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 will leave your phone 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 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 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, 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 that you love that (Nigga)
It ain't my fault she love my dick (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
DJ