Luyện nghe bài hát This Ain't What You Want

[Verse 1: Ross]
I got links, Santa Ria
In the hood no shirt, no
Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no deals
Gave your a new purse, new V12
It aint trickin' if you're worth more Spreewell
Niggas snitches screenshot all your
them people now your hot
All your females, tracking on your car, all details
Youngins how I get it I delete em
I'm in my in my fitted lotta jewelry on
Nothing less a brick but to each his own
Better ask them other niggas this ain't you want

[Hook: Lil
Tell me it gon' be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so ain't what you want
I'm on the doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
Cause the you can't go I know, this ain't what you want
I hear niggas after me, this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this what 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 dark car, this ain't what you

[Verse 2: French
Rick the Ruler, 150 on a bueller
How you gon' rob the
How you shoot the shooter
Niggas rappin' where the millions at
But them no ceilings at nigga
Niggas where your killers at nigga?
James I ain't Trinidad nigga
Ridin' 300 with my Durk
Coke boy put you in a hearse
Chi town put you on a shirt
NY I'm the one my
You can don't frown my nigga
Donald Trump in the trunk my nigga
Wanna buy a car nigga no
Number one hip hop
Coke boys hotter the whole East
Smash ...out like weeks
This what you want
I know them streets is
I'm bumpin' Hov you from?

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

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