Luyện nghe bài hát No Cutt

[Intro: Lil

[Chorus: Yo]
I like my dope clean, put no cut on it (no cut nigga)
Like my bad with a butt on her (ass on her)
The car came with no miles, I'm the only (I just copped this)
I'ma to zip him if he cut some corners (X him out)
Pockets of blues, she got no choice but to choose (nope)
Saint my shoes, she say my demeanor rude (and?)
If I hit your wifey that's gon' a family feud (whoa)
I come out on top my nigga, I win, I can't (no sir)

[Verse 1: Yo]
Yup, and noodles, I'm eatin' crustaceans (paradise on my vacation)
My life real and I can't fake it (my life and I ain't do that)
Damn, my bitch bad but she act basic (my bad but she act stupid)
We let off shots, you call a
Who got popped, don't no statement
All I was he didn't make it (nope)
She got me to and leaked all your information (no way)
So I know what you through, your bank account look vacant (empty)
That's lookin' at a fat bitch when she get naked, ugh
Flexin' for the 'Gram, you ain't even got no to flex with
I ran up a check bitch, now they watchin' me like (look at me)
All my diamonds water, don't get fried, I fish sticks (big sticks)
loaded SIG, when it spit it don't miss shit (mushy)

[Chorus: Yo]
I like my dope clean, put no cut on it (no cut nigga)
my bitches bad with a butt on her (ass on her)
The car came with no miles, I'm the only (I just copped this)
I'ma to zip him if he cut some corners (X him out)
Pockets full of blues, she got no but to choose (nope)
Laurent my shoes, she say my demeanor rude (and?)
If I hit your that's gon' cause a family feud (whoa)
I out on top my nigga, I win, I can't lose

[Verse 2: Lil
Hellcat, thousand horsepowers, got it up
Heard your baby mama with powder, get her geeked up
Heard that want smoke but we too loud, they need to speak up
two hundred every weekend, they can't keep up
I was sittin' in the prison with my phone out
Movin' a boss, send a hit, get him dome called
Now I'm on the streets gettin' money, it's the thing
Everywhere I go, matter the city, I let my chain hang
Post your savings on your page, nigga you a dub
Magic City Monday, nigga trippin', probably a dub
Could've hit bitch but I didn't nigga, you a scrub
I be sippin' red by the pint but I with cuz

[Chorus: Yo]
I like my dope clean, put no cut on it (no cut nigga)
Like my bitches bad a butt on her (ass on her)
The car with no miles, I'm the only owner (I just copped this)
have to zip him if he cut some corners (X him out)
Pockets full of blues, she got no but to choose (nope)
Saint Laurent my shoes, she say my rude (and?)
If I hit your wifey that's gon' cause a feud (whoa)
I come out on top my nigga, I win, I can't

Moneybagg Yo]
BGE the logo, we got like Sacario
They just caught you loafing at the Krogers, now you go
FaceTime me like it's a match, don't hit me
You with the gang, your shit go splat, just got whacked