Luyện nghe bài hát No Label

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Ayy, so crazy
'Cause I made this off another nigga feelings

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

We ain't in a minute, so don't hit me up
And I mix my feelings with drugs
When I to my knees, you ain't pick me up
When I was on my back
you said I rich enough
And we ain't talk no sex
you ain't get it up
And I don't want you to suck my
you ain't spit enough
You an ungrateful lil' bitch, said I spend enough
You told me you want ass shots
'Cause you thick enough
I'm in the trenches the sharks
I have a heart
nights I ain't wanna talk
I left you in the
You was lurkin' on my page, you a narc'
You was writing bitches back, that went too far
And I carried you on my back like I 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 niggas tried to play you
Bitch, you ungrateful,
Bitch, you ungrateful, bitch, you u
I ain't a label
I want a label
I ain't be your friend
Or man, or your husband
I want a label

You throwin' your pussy
but I don't want
I got a wife, so after me you gotta Von
Then Ikey, Booka, then it's more fun
I kick her out slick as hell, her, Store run
I a couple divas, that's still a secret
The bitches I eat it
You would not it
This was never easy
I strategic
Me and two, three singers, we had a
Back to back, back to back, off the perky
Back to back, her all them lies
I was
tryna run the streets deep
I was
Gotta watch my back, a lot of tryna hurt me
That's why I my .50 and my .30
Niggas ain't on shit, they washed up,
Big Backwood, sat back and it
I'm better, hot a furnace, yeah

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