Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Like Remix

[Verse Sez Batters]
Bald nigga, raw nigga, black of Walt White
Two words, one name, my chain Bruce Wayne, that dark
Bad chicks I roll with, whack shit, I don't
She do the while giving brains, I bag her up like Saks Fifth
talk, swallow theses, you mad at her 'cause she follow me
Your bars hard, ain't hard to read, I said mad at her 'cause she me
New windows, she macked up, you number two like up
He handcuff, Roseanne tough, when you stand up, we up, haha

A fuck nigga, that's that I don't like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I like
A nigga, that's that shit I don't like
disser, that's that shit I don't like

[Verse XV]
Love, life, loyalty is I said, right?
And living like until we dead, right?
Bitches hoping can catch me at a red light
Hopping out of you ain't see before like dead might
But this game makes niggas with dreams end they
I thought about it once, I about it twice
But I found in that pit rise in the darkest night
Shout out to Angelakos, that's my Mike
I hate hearing these new nobodies who just knew
I hate what these new broads be to they bodies
hotel lobby, her titties hard as rock
Her ass drunk, it's had too many shots
I hate when hype shit up just to see it flop
I that black pornstars don't get any props
Shout out Nyomi Banxxx, shout out Mone
Shout out to Reynolds, I hope Skin Diamond shine
Shout out Kristina Rose, she said I'm out my
Won't see me on no set but it's my fucking time,

2]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't
A snitch nigga, that's shit I don't like
A nigga, that's that shit I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that shit I like
like, like, don't like, like
A snitch nigga, that shit I don't like

[Verse Freddy High]
Fuck niggas, Square Gang, light one, let's
We kill shit that's game, address niggas, Vera Wang
Change with a red dame, ass shots like Sara Jay
She suck trey the long way and her tits look just like Lane's
I'm turnt up, yeah, we repping squares and that's for
We don't give a fuck if you don't like, nights, pop bottles
We life, that's our motto, this rap shit don't work out for me
I could still go back to my old

[Verse 4: Meanz]
watching TV, yea my thrones, right? (right)
And blazing up big fat sacks of northern lights
Amped up in these A&R's I like
gossipin, twat snitchin
That — that's your life
Fresh and break trance
Hate who hate Asians
My favorite not Asian
Hard work,
Who the team? We run the scene
I'm Hale Branson, fuck with me
Your wife's here to get with
She friends, we accompany
This means I'm the 1
Who'da thought I grow up
These OG's woulda
I'm stuck now and that's
That all night, on
still talkin that trap trap
Bad news on my snap
Watch out when you that
It's cheap cheap that we
These trunks all night
Hard hitters, crank that shit we all