Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin' But Lies

[Intro/Chorus -
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
mayne
Most of these rappers tell but lies (nothin but lies)
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Nahhhhh, nah, nah, nah (woo, woo)
You can tell that they lyin when you in their eyes
(Why are we...late)
Stop lyin, you boys makin nothin (stop lyin)
Stop lyin, you boys makin nothin (stop lyin)
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Stop lyin, you ain't makin nothin
If you ask me all frontin

[Verse -
Yeah, see the sophomore album comin (Oh oh oh oh oh), the of horror
I don't need your fake friends or your fake Matatas (woo) (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Osama, the Unabomber, Kevorkian, Dahmer
Decided to get together, never could do what I'm a
(Why are we...late)
It's like every I think is equivalent to a dollar
If I lost 10 million, I'd shrivel a baller (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Money never smaller, stacks taller than father
My wallet be lookin pregnant, Ben gonna have a daughter
Holla, if you ever mess with my
be pissed on like your name was Isiah Thomas
Your took your album, threw it up in the air and they shot it (blaow)
Now that the rap game is rotted, I do somethin 'bout it (Why are we...late)
I was movin mixtapes, while Dre was the "Chronic"
Started movin millions, soon as Kanye's into "College"
I can take ya overseas in the villas that exotic
You would think it's open bar how the look like Hypnotiq (Oh oh oh oh oh)
I'm the "Million Dollar Man", my movin "Bionic"
Fast like the month of what Ramadan do if you (yeah) (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Bow down to the Mecca, the the kid is spotted
They like "hassa lamma lakem," the chick I'm is a goddess (Why are we...late)
And the drop is a foreigner like she Scottish
I sure the feet stay with a pedicure, keep 'em polished (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Am I not the to come out of Houston Man be honest
How come my name in they mouth more than orthodontist (Oh oh oh oh oh)
If I say I'm the best, then just know that I'm bein honest
If I say I'm filthy rich, then just that I'm bein modest (Oh oh oh oh oh)
You doubt it, think about it, success gonna assist my promise
I'm able to pull unlimited digits out of my (Why are we...late)
My digits ain't got no limits, my digits into commas
My crib so big in mileage, your look like a cottage (haha) (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Uh, better not me you ain't got it
If you owe's the topic, if money you owe's the topic
If money you owe's the topic, you better through and drop it
Better somethin outta your ass (outta your ass), like a colonic
ya fail, they all yell, so that y'all sound like some riots
The crowd goes wild, the "Victory's" been (Why are we...late)
Platinum makes 'em be quiet, you that you had some silence
for 3 seconds]
Not Boo, I ain't gotta ask "Where Da Dollars At" (where da dollars at )
I could show you exactly the dollars stacks (Oh oh oh oh oh)
I you pacin, I'm navigatin, like I'm a map
Like mapquest with the moula, when it down to that (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Y'all tried to wish me out the spot, but I'm still
Have to have cheated this life don't even feel fair (yeah) (Why are we...late)
Pushin the chrome I'm rollin on a wheelchair
My money longer than the Bin Laden beard (Oh oh oh oh oh)
I'm rippin up the game, do you hear the tear (tear)
The still round and y'all still square (Oh oh oh oh oh)

[Outro/Chorus -

Mixtape ... 3
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Most of these tell nothin but lies (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
You can tell that they lyin when you look in eyes (Why are we...late)
Stop lyin, you boys makin nothin
Stop lyin, you boys ain't makin (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Stop lyin, you ain't makin nothin
If you ask me all frontin ...
(Why are we...late)