Luyện nghe bài hát Like Whaaat (Remix)

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 already heard
The bro Berg, keep a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all
Whatever however, cause 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 dollars
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 need a pass nigga
Like what shit do

I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my gang ooh
Goon fall back, cause you want no problems like that
we gonna be like,
Huh, nigga what, huh, a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)
Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, whaaat (That nigga be like)

money funny you a clown
The bitch hit me up then I'm probably going
It depends on how much of that shit I had
cool but I prefer my MDMA by the bag
Heavy hitter right here, all you other nigga's
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!?"
Hol' up, word to P and Young Bleed
I pull your bitch she trying 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 the pussy
beef you don't talk, you just murder the pussy, see me?

Yeah I'm doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my gang ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems like
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 lady knew that
She said he got a ticket on the molly, do that
Talking with my diamond lean I thought you knew that
Down ass Raider hunned sixes is where we that
See me on the 10 my squad we so trill
Or uptown them foolies niggas, trapping by the mill
I do it for my bros on lock, them on stock
I to wear Pirellis back when Nelly was on top
Now it's 442 my a bang rewinding,
My bitches red as throw back on them Yokohamas
I'ma slam the scraper, you touch the it's go,
We out grindin' fo sho
These hoes thinking snow
I get it goin' my nig', I blow the horn as she
Disrespectful nigga please, I'm the one the fetty
I'm out with a bang, it's lane on the chain
I just 'em my diamonds nigga 'cause Lane is the game.