Luyện nghe bài hát Like Whaaat (Remix)

Who dat, bout, who dat
Run up on me, you get your ass beat blue
Go on get nerve, I'm off the
Push mountains of herb, you already heard
The bro Berg, a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all time
Whatever however, cause young niggas stay
See and be like huh, nigga, what?
Huh, give a fuck whaaat
Blow my weed, the gas
Then hop up in my lane, she be looking way
these thousand dollars frames
Millionaire mind, fuck the thousand brain
Thousand dollar lame only get loud his gang ass nigga,
Ass nigga, Compton for real, you gotta ask nigga
Floating through the city like I'm on a nigga
Mike Vick with the shit, I don't a pass nigga
what that shit do

Yeah I'm just doing my thang, 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, what, huh, give a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)

Your funny you a clown
The hit me up then I'm probably going down
It on how much of that shit I just had
Pill but I prefer my MDMA by the bag
hitter right 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 them yelling, "Woo!" 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
Underground king, no checker, shout out to the 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 you don't talk, you just murder the pussy, see me?

Yeah I'm just doing my thang, in the sky
Banging my gang ooh
Goon fall back, cause you 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, a fuck, nigga whaaat (That nigga be like)

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