Luyện nghe bài hát Dis Ain't What You Want

[Verse 1: Ross]
I got links, Santa Ria
In the hood no shirt, no
Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no plea
your bitch a new purse, new V12
It is trickin' if you're more than [?]
snitches screenshot all your emails
Told them people now hot
All your females, tracking devices on car, all details
Youngens watching how I get it I [?]
I'm in my in my [?]
less than a brick but to each his own
Better ask them other niggas this ain't you want

[Hook: Lil
Tell me what's it be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so this what you want
I'm on the doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
Cause the road you can't go I know, this ain't what you
I hear them niggas after me, this ain't you want
And I guarantee this what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this what you want
I wrap 'em up we get a dark car, this ain't what you

[Verse 2: French
Rick the ruler, 150 on a bueller
How you rob the robber
How you gonna shoot the
Niggas rappin' a [?]
But them no ceilings at
front where your killers at nigga
LeBron I ain't Trinidad nigga
Ridin' 300 with my nigga
boy niggas put you in a hearse
Chi town put you on a shirt
NY I'm the one my
You can hate don't frown my
With Donald in the trunk my nigga
Wanna buy a car nigga no
Number one hip hop
boys hotter [?]
[?]
This ain't what you
I them streets is watchin'
I'm bumpin' Hov you from?

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[Verse 3: Lil
Niggas claim that after me, but this ain't what they want
Cause I hopped into this industry, this ain't what want
See this rap shit ain't to me, this ain't what they want
I got the police all into me, this ain't what they
In my own city they on me, put weight on me
Fuck TMZ, fuck News and ABC
I can't do no shows cause I my city, they say I terrify my city
get slumped, you're the first to get blamed
A try us, you're the first one to get changed
They say you snitch, tryna put dirt on my
They rat on me ask is Lil Durk my (L's)

4: Meek Mill]
[?], this ain't what you
Got in the back, got hitters in the front
If I tell my niggas wack, niggas gettin' slugged
You ain't have [?] to get hit with the pump
In my own city they on me, put weight on me
Try and snatch my chain, breaking news on NBC
a famous ho, I wake up be on TMZ
I a quarter mill, on my new Rol' that gmt
I got Baguet's on the wrist, flex on your
Niggas can't keep up, [?] for your
Baby mama ready, she next in the
Now time to get the paper, flex on the strip, word up!