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 about
the one you rappin' on?
Yea
Oh, yea, tight
You like
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 don't stop and I quit
Comin' with dogg pound gangsta shit
Yea, game

Check, I break a nigga
I keep a nine in my pocket and a home
I like to a show, I'm stackin' c-notes
It's Soopafly mothafucka if you didn't
Now peep so sweet
I doubt if you top the peak
Keep 'em in
No sweat back fist connected to cheek, they sleep

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

When you in range you best to duck quick
Or get smashed your last chance to
Game over, I a nigga from drunk to sober
I I don't have to maneuver the choker
If you wanna I do the polka
Stickin' fuck bitch made Soop look like a

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

Can I give you my
Yea, next
But I'm baby
Sh, me too, that's
So open up the door 'cuz I'm to go
Aight then, but I got no money
Ain't you baby?
no

Bitch take another
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 please
Yea, just 'em off
all you hoes
'em all
This is nothing but game
This stainless thing got

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

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

A hoe, I'm only in it for the blow
The bitch was in it for the blow
I her some blow then let her blow
Then she blue
On the speed I grabbed the heater and then

Can I ride in your
Girl I've too far
Can I on your weed?
Nah, that ain't you need
Can I borrow a
No, but you can eat dick
I smash my shit
And I pop in my car

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

Bitch take route
You ain't even this song's about
I'm on a ride, dip and glidin' through the
until the sun come out

Now all the supreme general that got style
And watch how I rock and lock the block
Tightly to me will 'cause disaster
No chance to the vocab I master
As the sun rotate, my guns off safe
Been a thug 8, always drug my weight
I state the facts, a platinum plaque
Always got my stack jackin' off havin' a sack

Niggas act as if back is stiff
And can't put in
Shake the then
get to tuckin' shirts in
But I'ma stay
The game that I'm
Gold chain
While the six hangin'

Back bumpa, impact the
In the spot mash out
Knock it up with the ass drop

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

Can I you my number?
Get at me summer
But I'm hungry
Yea, me too, crazy
So up the door 'cuz I'm ready to go
Aight, but I ain't got no
you treatin' baby?
no

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