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 niggas already
The bro Berg, a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all time
Whatever however, cause young niggas stay
See them and be like huh, nigga,
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, the thousand dollars brain
Thousand lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga,
Ass nigga, Compton for real, you gotta ask nigga
Floating through the city like I'm on a nigga
Mike with the shit, I don't need a pass nigga
Like what that do

I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my gang 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, give a fuck, nigga (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 hitter here, all you other nigga's jabs
Big bout beef till you serve they ass a slab
Do the hoes clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like Flair
When I'm done they ask, "How you do dat there!?"
Hol' up, word to P and Young Bleed
I pull bitch she trying kick it fast as Chun Li
I'm a pimp see, word to Bun B
Underground king, no checker, shout out to the bitch
Get a weight lifters, Cal like Ripken I'm on fire right now
P burnin', no Syphilis,
it up, you murder the pussy
Real beef you don't talk, you just the pussy, see me?

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

Who dat, I bet your lady that
She said he got a ticket on the molly, do that
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 we so trill
Or uptown with them niggas, trapping by the mill
I do it for my bros on lock, hoes on stock
I used to wear back when Nelly 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 touch the paper 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 lane on the
I just show 'em my diamonds 'cause Lane is the game.