Luyện nghe bài hát This Ain't What You Want

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

[Hook: Lil
Tell me it gon' be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so this what you want
I'm on the road shows so well, this ain't what you want
Cause the road you can't go I know, this ain't you want
I hear them after me, this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this ain't you want
I'm from the land ain't no lackin' at, this ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up we get a car, this ain't what you want

[Verse 2: Montana]
the Ruler, spent 150 on a bueller
How you rob the robber
How you shoot the shooter
Niggas rappin' the millions at nigga?
But cars no ceilings at nigga
Niggas front where killers at nigga?
James I ain't Trinidad nigga
Ridin' 300 with my Durk
Coke boy put you in a hearse
Chi town niggas put you on a
NY I'm the one my
You can hate don't my nigga
With Donald Trump in the my nigga
buy a car nigga no lease
Number one hip hop
Coke boys hotter than the whole
Smash ...out like four
This ain't you want
I know them streets is
I'm bumpin' Hov where you

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

[Verse 4: Meek
Ladders on deck, this ain't what you
Got killers in the back, got in the front
If I tell my niggas wack, niggas gettin' slumped
You ain't gotta have no .. to get hit with the
In my own they hate on me, put weight on me
Try and my chain, that's breaking news on NBC
Fuck a ho, I wake up be on TMZ
I spent a mill, on my new Rol' that GMT
I got Baguet's on the wrist, flex on your
Niggas can't keep up, a jet for your bitch
Baby mama ready, she next on the
Now time to get the paper, never flex on the strip, up