Luyện nghe bài hát Like Whaaat

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

Yeah I'm just my thang, fingers in the sky
my gang like ooh
Goon back, cause you don't want no problems like that
we gonna 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)

Your money funny you a
The bitch hit me up then I'm probably down
It depends on how much of that I just had
Pill cool but I prefer my by the bag
Heavy hitter right here, all you nigga's jabs
Big talking beef till you serve they ass a slab
Do the math clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like Flair
When I'm done always ask, "How you do dat there!?"
up, word to Master P and Young Bleed
I pull your bitch she kick it fast as Chun Li
I'm a pimp see, word to Bun B
Underground king, no checker, shout out to the pressing
Get a lifters, reppin' Cal like Ripken I'm on fire right now
P burnin', no Syphilis,
Strap it up, you murder the
Real you don't talk, you just murder the pussy, see me?

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

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