Luyện nghe bài hát This Ain't What You Want

[Verse 1: Rick
I got links, Santa Ria
In the no shirt, no fear
Hernandez with a verse, no plea deals
Gave your a new purse, new V12
It aint trickin' if you're worth than Spreewell
Niggas snitches all your emails
them people now your hot
All your females, tracking devices on your car, all
watching 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 this ain't what you want

[Hook: Lil
me what's 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 what you want
I hear them after me, this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this ain't what you
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up we get a dark car, this ain't you want

[Verse 2: Montana]
the Ruler, spent 150 on a bueller
How you gon' rob the
How you gonna shoot the
Niggas rappin' where the at nigga?
But them cars no ceilings at
Niggas front your killers at nigga?
LeBron James I ain't Trinidad
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
With Trump in the trunk my nigga
Wanna buy a car no lease
Number one hip hop
boys hotter than the whole East
Smash ...out like four
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 that they're after me, but this ain't what they
Cause I hopped this industry, this ain't what they want
See this rap shit ain't shit to me, this ain't what want
I got the police all me, this ain't what they want
In my own city they on me, put weight on me
TMZ, fuck Breaking News and ABC
I do no shows cause I terrify my city, they say I terrify my city
Niggas get slumped, you're the first to get
A nigga try us, you're the one to get changed
They say you snitch, tryna put on my name
They rat on me, ask is Lil Durk my (L's)

[Verse 4: Meek
Ladders on deck, this what you want
Got killers in the back, got hitters in the
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 hate on me, put 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 on the wrist, flex on your bitch
Niggas can't keep up, send a jet for your
Baby ready, she next on the list
Now time to get the paper, never flex on the strip, up