Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Like Remix

[Verse One: Sez
Bald nigga, raw nigga, black version of Walt
Two words, one name, my chain Bruce Wayne, that dark
Bad chicks I roll with, whack shit, I spit
She do the same while giving brains, I bag her up 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 she follow me
New windows, she macked up, you number two like up
He handcuff, tough, when you stand up, we crack up, haha

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

Two: XV]
Love, life, is what I said, right?
And living legends 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 makes niggas with dreams end they life
I thought it once, I thought about it twice
But I passion in that pit rise in the darkest night
Shout out to Angelakos, that's my Mike
I hate hearing these new nobodies who knew somebody
I hate what these new broads be doing to they
Vegas lobby, her titties hard as rock
Her ass drunk, it's had too many shots
I hate niggas hype shit up just to see it flop
I hate that black pornstars don't get any
Shout out Banxxx, shout out Mone Divine
Shout out to Roxy Reynolds, I Skin Diamond shine
Shout out Kristina Rose, she I'm out my mind
Won't see me on no set but it's my fucking time,

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

[Verse Three: Freddy
Fuck niggas, Square Gang, one, let's airplane
We kill shit that's fair game, address niggas, Wang
Change lanes with a red dame, ass shots like Jay
She suck trey the long way and her tits look like Tory Lane's
I'm turnt up, yeah, we repping 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, this rap shit don't out for me
I could still go to my old life

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