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, dark knight
Bad chicks I roll with, shit, I don't spit
She do the same while giving brains, I bag her up like Saks
Bird talk, swallow theses, you mad at her she follow me
bars hard, ain't hard to read, I said mad at her 'cause she follow me
New windows, she macked up, you number two like up
He handcuff, Roseanne tough, when you stand up, we crack up,

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

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

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

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

[Verse 4: Bruce
We're watching TV, yea my thrones, (right)
And blazing up big fat sacks of that lights
up in these A&R's I don't like
Fake gossipin, snitchin
bullshit — that's your life
Fresh grooves and trance
Hate who hate Asians
My favorite not Asian
work, dedication
Who the bloody team? We run the
I'm Hale Branson, don't with me
wife's here to get drunk with
She brought friends, we
This means I'm the 1
Who'da thought I grow up
These OG's woulda
I'm stuck now and that's
all night, on sight
You're talkin that trap trap
Bad on my snap back
Watch out when you that
cheap cheap that we bumpin
These trunks all night
Hard hitters, crank that we all like