Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing On Me

(Chorus)
I these kids and they trying to spit
But they sound so ass and I am the
no you got nothing on me boy (not not not on me boy... not nothing on me)
You got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not on me)
They tell friends that they're gonna blow
Once they on the stage everybody go
no you got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not on me)
You got nothing on me boy (not not not on me boy... not nothing on me)

The youngin like tobacco sharper than a jacto
Now tighter than a lasso
Louis shade on my star shit
looking like I'm dressed for the red carpet
you look like your from target
what a bitch that smells an armpit
that pussy stink, need to keep it clean
Do it like a movie
Homie it G PG-13, TV big screen
been getting money the boy was 15
But i it when i get it (q) wanted me to save it
But i tell you blow up when i make it
to drop verses in the dirty ass basement
Now I'm recording at that Lil Wayne spit
Shit the future seem brighter than some
Bitch im just a dog tryna a tree to pee on
Infinity and beyond
thinking you can me? Dream on(dream on)
Im so hard got more bars a damn jail yard
you slow them damn little snails are
Now you in with the star
So just chill for a second the background
Ha Ha
its time to make fool for the clown...

(Chorus)
I these kids and they trying to spit
But they so ass and i am the shit
no you got on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on me)
You got nothing on me boy (not not not on me boy... not nothing on me)
they their friends that they're gonna blow
they on the stage everybody go home
no you got on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on me)
You got on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on me)

Hey.. look.. ah
Labelled as a young man wanna get old
Little called hip hop stuck on my soul
Loving my coming up to a show
Well it seems youngin here looking like a pro
Now I look but i always had hoes
we just tell yea had those
Gone so long now I'm back home
So many calls, gotta get another
Just to with the day-to-day routine
But i'll always make a little time to
Come with me you could a few things
No I'm good dont a new ring
Hey! Hip hop's little brother fonte
league no Danny Almonte
Bomb got me rising like Andre
Chilling, counting money with a of my own hombres

(Chorus)
I hear kids and they trying to spit
But sound so ass and i am the shit
no you got on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on me)
You got on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not nothing on me)
they tell their friends that gonna blow
they on the stage everybody go home
no you got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy... not on me)
You got nothing on me boy (not not not on me boy... not nothing on me)