Luyện nghe bài hát Nun Of Dat

Ha,
SIMI, load that fuckin'
Hey (ha), hey,

Bitch, I ain't none of that shit (none of that)
Bitch, I ain't with none of that (none of that)
Bitch, I ain't none of that shit (word)
Bitch, I with none of that shit (none of that)
That turn you to a runnin' back, bitch (grrrah)
Bitch fuck your clique and go run that bitch (boom, boom, boom)
I fucked your and you sprung off that bitch (word)
You ran on my clique and I on that bitch (that's on my mama)
Tay Keith, fuck these up
Ho, better not say no (what)
Bitch, get me Glock from the store (go)
You did the set, cool, say no (no)
I lay you down like a mat, ho (word)
Congratulations, welcome, you ho (ho)
In the air, a UFO (in the air)
I'm pulling cards like it's
How you a on crew control (word)
Talking 'bout guns, I got two of
Bless him somebody blew a nose
I clean shit up like it's control (poop control)
drum up his nose (nose), keep a pole
More paper a pope
Say he beef, it's a go
Locked and load, let's go to they hood and
Where they at, let me just out
All I is a hideout (word)
pull up in some drive out (skrrt, skrrt)
It's a (ayy, it's a race)
I can't hit your 'cause it might just be laced (might be laced)
And I can't your bitch unless
I get face (I get some face, uh)
I had a worst and mad ho askin' for
I be smokin' on loud, just woke up the
I'm in your house I do your cable
on your man, boy, you is a trader (word)
Stab a nigga like dominoes on a
Sunday we pray for for saviour
DOA, that's first degree, save you
I'm shit like I'm [?]
2017, the fader
Balling on niggas Lakers
I call up [?] for a up
Chopper will you around
360, we getting these up
She didn't you, so you raped her
Call you a plate you ate her
a fourth of the lean, pour an eight up
She give me head she get her lil' grades up

Bitch, I ain't with none of that (none of that)
Bitch, I ain't with none of that (none of that)
Bitch, I ain't with none of shit (word)
Bitch, I ain't with none of shit (none of that)
That choppa turn you to a back, bitch (grrrah)
Bitch fuck your clique and go run with that (boom, boom, boom)
I fucked your and you sprung off that bitch (word)
You ran on my clique and I on that bitch (that's on my mama)
Tay Keith, fuck these up
Ho, better not say no
Bitch, get me some Glocks from the
You did the set, cool, say no
I lay you down like a mat, ho
Congratulations, welcome, you ho
In the air, a UFO
I'm pulling cards like Yu-Gi-Oh
How you a on crew control
Talking 'bout guns, I got two of
Bless him like somebody blew a
I clean up like it's poop control
Hundred drum up his nose, a pole
More than a pope
Say he want beef, a go
Locked and load, let's go to they and pull
they at, let me just find out
All I need is a hideout, pull up in some drive out
We been had your wife, man, we don't want bitch (ooh)
You sipping on karo, we sip (chill)
need no lights for my bust down to hit (huh)
I got like 3 pinky on my fist (god damn)
a bitch out of my house (ooh)
Kick her ass because she came with mid (chill)
Me and Bloc gave your grandma a brick (huh)
Your bitch pussy dirty, it smelling like (ooh)
Ooh, we with none of that, ho (huh)
I don't drink water, bitch, I pour fours (yeah)
I be getting like a hundred bands for a (ooh)
I smashed eight hoes in a row (chyeah)
Auntie pregnant smoking on (damn)
And I got a bad bitch sniffing on (huh)
of bought a house but I went and bought a boat (boat)
I'm so rich but I still more (more)
I was on arrest popping on pills (pills)
Now Lil Pump like ten mil' (yeah)
Got a lot of ice on my chains, real (wow)
Sipping on wok Dr. Phil (ooh)
Can't buy a pint if the bitch sealed (nope)
Got your booted in Beverly Hills (yeah)
Try to come in my house, get your ass (killed)
I'm on molly, all my just spilled (ooh)
Bitch, I ain't with none of that (none of that)
Bitch, I ain't with none of shit (none of that)
Bitch, I ain't with of that shit (word)
Bitch, I ain't none of that shit (none of that)
That choppa you to a runnin' back, bitch (grrrah)
fuck your clique and go run with that bitch (boom, boom, boom)
I fucked your bitch and you sprung off bitch (word)
You ran on my clique and I on that bitch (that's on my mama)
Tay Keith, fuck these up
Ho, not say no more
Bitch, get me some [?] the store
You did the set, cool, say no
I lay you down a welcome mat, ho
Congratulations, welcome, you ho
In the air, a UFO
I'm cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh
How you a gangsta on control
Talking 'bout guns, I got two of
him like somebody blew a nose
I clean up like it's poop control
Hundred drum up his nose, keep a
More paper a pope
Say he beef, it's a go
Locked and load, go to they hood and pull
Where they at, let me find out
All I need is a hideout, I'ma up in some drive out