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
mountains of herb, you niggas already heard
The bro Berg, keep a gripped pump on his lap at all time
Whatever however, cause niggas stay trying
See and be like huh, nigga, what?
Huh, a fuck like whaaat
my weed, smash the gas
Then hop up in my lane, she be looking way
Through thousand dollars frames
Millionaire mind, fuck the thousand dollars
Thousand lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga,
Ass nigga, Compton for real, you ain't ask nigga
Floating through the city I'm on a raft 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 like ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no like that
we gonna be like,
Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga (That nigga be like)
Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga (That nigga be like)

money funny you a clown
The bitch hit me up then I'm probably down
It on how much of that shit I just had
Pill cool but I my MDMA by the bag
Heavy hitter here, all you other nigga's jabs
Big talking beef till you serve they ass a slab
Do the math hoes clash, cause I got yelling, "Woo!" like Flair
When I'm done they 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
'Cause I'm a see, word to Bun B
king, no checker, shout out to the bitch pressing
Get a weight lifters, reppin' Cal like Ripken I'm on fire now
P burnin', no Syphilis,
Strap it up, you the pussy
Real beef you don't talk, you murder the pussy, see me?

Yeah I'm just doing my thang, in the sky
Banging my gang ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no like that
we gonna 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 on the molly, mommy do that
Talking with my round lean I thought you knew that
Down ass hunned sixes is where we grew that
See me on the 10 my squad we so trill
Or uptown with them foolies niggas, trapping by the
I do it for my on lock, them hoes on stock
I used to wear Pirellis when Nelly was on top
Now 442 my pack a bang rewinding,
My bitches red as highness throw back on Yokohamas
I'ma slam the scraper, you the paper it's go,
We out grindin' fo sho
These hoes it's snow
I get it my nig', I blow the horn as she ready
nigga please, I'm the one with the fetty
I'm going out with a bang, lane on the chain
I just show 'em my nigga 'cause Lane is the game.