Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Like Remix

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

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

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

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

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

[Verse 4: Meanz]
We're 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, snitchin
That — that's your life
Fresh and break trance
Hate those who Asians
My favorite fighter's not
Hard work,
Who the team? We run the scene
I'm Hale Branson, don't fuck me
Your wife's here to get with
She friends, we accompany
This means I'm the 1
Who'da thought when I up
OG's woulda cosign
I'm stuck now and that's
That all night, on
still talkin that trap trap
Bad news on my snap
out when you flash that
It's cheap cheap we bumpin
These trunks all night
Hard hitters, crank that we all like