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 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 huh, nigga, what?
Huh, a fuck like whaaat
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
Thousand dollar only get loud around his gang ass nigga,
Ass nigga, Compton for real, you ain't ask nigga
through the city like I'm on a raft nigga
Mike with the shit, I don't need a pass nigga
Like that shit do

Yeah I'm just my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my gang ooh
Goon fall back, cause you don't want no problems 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 whaaat (That be like)

Your funny you a clown
The bitch hit me up then I'm probably down
It depends on how of that shit I just had
Pill cool but I prefer my by the bag
Heavy hitter right here, all you other jabs
Big bout beef till you serve they ass a slab
Do the math hoes clash, cause I got them yelling, "Woo!" like
When I'm done always ask, "How you do dat there!?"
Hol' up, to Master P and Young Bleed
I pull your bitch she trying kick it fast as 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?

I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my like ooh
fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that
Cause we be like,
Huh, what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)
Huh, nigga what, huh, give a fuck, nigga (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 I thought you knew that
Down ass Raider hunned sixes is where we that
See me on the 10 with my we so trill
Or uptown with them foolies niggas, by the mill
I do it for my on lock, them hoes on stock
I used to wear Pirellis back Nelly was on top
Now it's 442 my pack a rewinding,
My bitches red as highness throw back on Yokohamas
slam the scraper, you touch the paper it's go,
We out here fo sho
hoes thinking it's snow
I get it goin' my nig', I blow the horn as she
nigga 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 nigga Lane is the game.