Luyện nghe bài hát Mismatch (Remix)

Couldn't be
Couldn't be
be easier
be easier...

[Hook: Juju (Wiz Khalifa)]
Fuck nigga better watch tongue
All talkin', I ain't with that
(No, no)
All shit on your song
Worldstar, you never did that
(No, no)
hoe don't wanna go home
All in her stomach a six pack
(No, no)
Been killin' niggas so long
This shit feelin' like a
Fuck nigga better your tongue
All that talkin', I ain't that
(No, no)
All that on your song
Worldstar, you ain't never did
(No, no)
Your hoe wanna go home
All in her stomach like a six
(No, no)
Been these niggas so long
This shit feelin' a mismatch
[Verse 1: Wiz
You would think I speak language
Niggas just don't it
I done shots for the cameras
I done shots when they came for us
It was just me and my
Wasn't nobody riding
Let a nigga bodies killer
He put one up inside him
And my eyes low
shit change, on my grind still, bro
Got a Summer full of
And a full of hoes
Cause my life ideal, yo
the one you wanna try here
You just a in the game and you lookin' at the top tier
And my niggas got no
You ain't got niggas so you don't go nowhere
I got a crib out in
I got a three-year old kid so I live out in
But real out in California
You take a loss, ayy, that's how it is out in California
But anywhere run up on ya
You watch yourself, you beat and got yourself
They gon' catch you out of bounds you not yourself
Be a lesson that you learn, you taught yourself
The fuck niggas runnin' mouth
The real out getting paper
I'mma hit the now
Then go a bitch later
Bad bitch from down
Cook food with good flavor
I'mma get in pounds
I ain't got time to go

Juju Gotti (Wiz Khalifa)]
Fuck nigga better your tongue
All that talkin', I ain't that
(No, no)
All that on your song
Worldstar, you ain't did that
(No, no)
Your hoe wanna go home
All in her stomach like a six
(No, no)
Been these niggas so long
This shit feelin' a mismatch

[Verse 2: Gotti]
niggas stop dappin' me out
Unless you talkin' the money
You a nigga and you soft
Please the fuck from around me
A motherfuckin' lame nigga make me
So go fuck you and your
Talkin' cheaper a bitch
If you a real nigga, gotta me
Back when I didn't shit
Niggas like they didn't know me
I was outside by the ditch
All of my got phony
Everybody answerin' they phone
that shit was so lonely
I was on one-twenty-fours
For a little pack of
Now I got the chips the dip
And now bitches back on me
Throwing hundreds in the air whip
Cut a nigga's throat like
If you ain't talkin' no money
Nigga down your convo
got me like a mummy
Got my shirt on like