Luyện nghe bài hát It Ain't About You

Yea
Ay,
Yup
Ay, what's the name of that that goes
Dada-dada-da-da-da,

It ain't you?
That's the one you on?
Yea
Oh, yea, tight
You that?
Yea

Check, check, check, check,
Microphone, check, check, check, check,
1, 2, check, check, check, check,
Live in the to be
Soopafly, at ya
I stop and I don't quit
Comin' with that dogg pound shit
Yea, game

Check, I a nigga neck
I keep a in my pocket and a home deck
I like to rock a show, I'm stackin'
Soopafly mothafucka if you didn't know
Now peep so sweet
I doubt if you could top the
Keep 'em in
No sweat cock back fist connected to cheek, they

'em in they ass wake up, uh now
Let me take you on a block to block
you how to pack heat, drop and 6 4 hop
Cut it up, chop, my homie got it, don't stop
Had them bitches dope fiending I'm slangin' them rocks
from the L we don't take no shit
We off in the cut for y'all niggas to trip
We the mothafuckas you want to fuck with

When you in close you best to duck quick
Or get smashed your last chance to
Game over, I knock a from drunk to sober
I hope I don't to maneuver the choker
If you dance I do the polka
fuck bitch made Soop look like a switchblade

Can I in your car?
Girl gone too far
Can I smoke on weed?
Nah, ain't what you need
Can I a dollar?
No, but you can eat dick
I smash my shit
And I pop in my car

Can I give you my
Yea, summer
But I'm hungry
Sh, me too, crazy
So open up the door I'm ready to go
Aight then, but I ain't got no
Ain't you treatin'
no

Bitch take route
You even what this song's about
Bitch, I'm on a ride, dip and through the hood
Smokin' the sun come out

please
Got her in Chinese
They like
Yea, just 'em off
all you hoes
'em all
This is nothing but game
stainless thing got stained

The gobble the best, she won a contest
For the jaws in the West
The said, "Watch my head"
But instead, I got a 45 caliber spitta
A nigga feelin' bitter, as some kitty litter
off, got a Adolf Hitler

Center of
Multiplications subtractions
From the blast the smash
And the cash, and the
The on my dick
I'm like bitch, it
Let it bitch, won't you let it
For you let it
I get a bad bitch from

A typical hoe, I'm only in it for the
The bitch was only in it for the
I gave her blow then let her blow
Then she turned
On the speed I the heater and then flew

Can I in your car?
Girl gone too far
Can I smoke on weed?
Nah, that ain't what you
Can I borrow a
No, but you can eat this
I smash my shit
And I pop in my car

Can I give you my
Yea, next
But I'm hungry
Sh, me too, crazy
So open up the door 'cuz I'm to go
then, but I ain't got no money
Ain't you treatin'
no

Bitch take another
You ain't even what this song's
I'm on a ride, dip and through the hood
Smokin' until the sun out

Now all the supreme general that got style
And watch how I rock and lock the down
Tightly to fight me 'cause disaster
No chance to surpass the I master
As the sun rotate, my guns off safe
Been a thug since 8, drug my weight
I the facts, mothafuck a platinum plaque
Always got my jackin' off from havin' a sack

Niggas act as if they back is
And put work in
Shake the turf
get to they shirts in
But I'ma stay
The game that I'm
Gold chain
While the six hangin'

bumpa, impact the dumpa
In the stash mash out
Knock it up with the ass drop

Can I in your car?
Bitch I'm too far
Can I on your weed?
Nah, this ain't what you
Can I a dollar?
Nah, but you can eat this
While I dip in my
And uh, pop my cop off

Can I you my number?
Get at me next
But I'm hungry
Yea, me too, crazy
So open up the door 'cuz I'm to go
Aight, but I got no money
you treatin' baby?
no

Bitch another route
You ain't even what song's about
I'm on a ride, dip and through the hood
Smokin' until the sun out