Luyện nghe bài hát This Ain't What You Want

[Verse 1: Ross]
I got links, Santa Ria
In the no shirt, no fear
Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no plea
Gave bitch a new purse, new V12
It aint trickin' if you're worth more Spreewell
snitches screenshot all your emails
Told them now your hot
All females, tracking devices on your car, all details
watching how I get it I delete em
I'm in my in my fitted lotta jewelry on
Nothing less than a but to each his own
Better ask them other niggas this what you want

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

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

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

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