Luyện nghe bài hát This Ain't What You Want

[Verse 1: Ross]
I got cuban links, Ria
In the no shirt, no fear
Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no deals
your bitch a new purse, new V12
It aint trickin' if worth more than Spreewell
Niggas snitches all your emails
Told people now your hot
All your females, tracking on your car, all details
Youngins watching how I get it I em
I'm in my Bentley in my fitted jewelry on
Nothing less than a brick but to his own
Better ask them niggas this ain't what you want

Lil Durk]
Tell me what's it gon' be, this ain't what you
I call it how I see it, so this ain't you want
I'm on the doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
the road you can't go I know, this ain't what you want
I hear them niggas after me, this ain't what you
And I this ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this ain't what you
I 'em up we get a dark car, this ain't what you want

2: French Montana]
Rick the Ruler, spent 150 on a
How you rob the robber
How you gonna the shooter
Niggas rappin' where the millions at
But them cars no at nigga
front where your killers at nigga?
LeBron I ain't Trinidad nigga
300 with my nigga Durk
Coke boy put you in a hearse
Chi town put you on a shirt
NY I'm the one my
You can hate don't my nigga
With Trump in the trunk my nigga
Wanna buy a car no lease
one hip hop police
Coke boys than the whole East
...out like four weeks
This ain't you want
I know streets is watchin'
I'm Hov where you from?

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[Verse 3: Lil
Niggas claim they're after me, but this ain't what they want
Cause I hopped into this industry, this ain't what want
See rap shit ain't shit to me, this ain't what they want
I got the police all into me, ain't what they want
In my own city they hate on me, put on me
Fuck TMZ, fuck Breaking and ABC
I can't do no shows cause I terrify my city, they say I my city
Niggas get slumped, you're the to get blamed
A nigga try us, you're the one to get changed
say you snitch, tryna put dirt on my name
They rat on me, ask is Lil my name (L's)

[Verse 4: Mill]
Ladders on deck, ain't what you want
Got killers in the back, got in the front
If I tell my niggas wack, niggas gettin' slumped
You ain't gotta no .. to get hit with the pump
In my own they hate on me, put weight on me
Try and snatch my chain, that's breaking on NBC
a famous ho, I wake up be on TMZ
I a quarter mill, on my new Rol' that GMT
I got Baguet's on the wrist, flex on your
Niggas can't keep up, send a jet for your
Baby mama ready, she next on the
Now time to get the paper, flex on the strip, word up