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 mountains of herb, you niggas already
The bro Berg, keep a pistol pump on his lap at all time
Whatever however, cause young niggas trying
See them and be huh, nigga, what?
Huh, give a fuck like
my weed, smash the gas
Then hop up in my lane, she be way different
Through these dollars frames
Millionaire mind, fuck the thousand dollars
dollar lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga,
Ass nigga, for real, you ain't gotta ask nigga
through the city like 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
Banging my like ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems that
Cause we 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)

money funny you a clown
The hit me up then I'm probably going down
It depends on how much of that shit I had
Pill cool but I prefer my by the bag
Heavy hitter right here, all you other nigga's
Big talking bout beef till you serve ass a slab
Do the hoes clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like Flair
When I'm done always ask, "How you do dat there!?"
Hol' up, word to Master P and Young
I your bitch she trying kick it fast as Chun Li
I'm a pimp see, word to Bun B
Underground king, no checker, 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 talk, you just murder the pussy, see me?

Yeah I'm 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, whaaat (That nigga be like)
Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga (That nigga be like)

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