Luyện nghe bài hát No Label

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Ayy, so crazy
I made this song off another nigga feelings

Know what I'm
What he through with his bitch
what I'm sayin'?
He one of my dogs
what I'm sayin'?
So, you go

We talk in a minute, so don't hit me up
And I mix my feelings with prescription
When I fell to my knees, you ain't me up
When I was down on my
you I ain't rich enough
And we talk about no sex
you ain't get it up
And I want you to suck my dick
'Cause you ain't spit
You an ungrateful lil' bitch, said I spend enough
You told me you want your ass
'Cause you ain't enough
I'm in the with the sharks
I ain't have a
Some I ain't wanna talk
I you in the dark
You was on my page, you became a narc'
You was writing bitches back, that went too far
And I carried you on my like I ain't have a car
You was kinda mad I hang murderers
Bitch, you famous, but you not a star
(Instagram famous, but you not a star)

Bitch, I you
you out the hood and I saved you
While them other tried to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you u
I want a label
I ain't a label
I ain't tryna be friend
Or man, or your husband
I don't a label

You steady your pussy
but I want none
I got a wife, so me you gotta fuck Von
Then Ikey, then Booka, it's more fun
I kick her out as hell, tell her, Store run
I know a couple divas, that's still a
The I made eat it
You not believe it
shit was never easy
I strategic
Me and two, three singers, we had a
Back to back, fuckin' to back, off the perky
Back to back, told her all lies
I was
Always tryna run the deep
I was
watch my back, a lot of niggas tryna hurt me
That's why I my .50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit, they up, detergent
Big Backwood, sat back and it
I'm better, hot like a furnace,

Bitch, I you
you out the hood and I saved you
While them other tried to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you un
I ain't want a
I ain't want a
I ain't be your friend
Or your man, or your
I don't a label