Luyện nghe bài hát Like Whaaat

Who dat, bout, who dat
Run up on me, you get your ass beat black
Go on get nerve, I'm off the
Push mountains of herb, you already heard
The bro Berg, keep a pistol pump on his lap at all time
however, cause young niggas stay trying
See and be like huh, nigga, what?
Huh, give a fuck whaaat
Blow my weed, the gas
Then hop up in my lane, she be way different
these thousand dollars frames
Millionaire mind, fuck the dollars brain
Thousand dollar lame get loud around his gang ass nigga,
Ass nigga, Compton for real, you gotta ask nigga
through the city like I'm on a raft nigga
Mike Vick with the shit, I don't need a pass
Like what that do

Yeah I'm doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my gang ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems that
we gonna be like,
Huh, what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)
Huh, what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)

Your funny you a clown
The bitch hit me up then I'm probably down
It depends on how much of that I just had
Pill cool but I my MDMA by the bag
Heavy right here, all you other nigga's jabs
Big talking bout beef till you serve ass a slab
Do the math clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like Flair
When I'm done they ask, "How you do dat there!?"
Hol' up, word to Master P and Bleed
I your bitch she trying kick it fast as Chun Li
'Cause I'm a see, word to Bun B
king, no checker, shout out to the bitch pressing
Get a weight lifters, reppin' Cal Ripken I'm on fire right now
P burnin', no Syphilis,
Strap it up, you murder the
Real beef you talk, you just murder the pussy, see me?

I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my like ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no like that
Cause we be like,
Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga (That nigga be like)
Huh, nigga what, huh, a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)

Who dat, I bet your lady that
She said he got a ticket on the molly, mommy do
Talking with my round diamond lean I thought you knew
Down ass hunned sixes is where we grew that
See me on the 10 with my squad we so
Or uptown them foolies niggas, trapping by the mill
I do it for my bros on lock, them hoes on
I to wear Pirellis back when Nelly was on top
Now it's 442 my pack a rewinding,
My bitches red as highness throw back on them
I'ma slam the scraper, you touch the it's go,
We out here fo sho
These hoes thinking snow
I get it goin' my nig', I blow the as she ready
Disrespectful please, I'm the one with the fetty
I'm going out with a bang, it's on the chain
I just show 'em my diamonds nigga Lane is the game.