Luyện nghe bài hát This Ain't What You Want

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

Lil Durk]
Tell me what's it gon' be, this 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 them niggas after me, ain't what you want
And I guarantee this what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this what you want
I wrap 'em up we get a dark car, this ain't you want

2: French Montana]
Rick the Ruler, 150 on a bueller
How you rob the robber
How you shoot the shooter
Niggas where the millions at nigga?
But them cars no at nigga
Niggas where your killers at nigga?
LeBron I ain't Trinidad nigga
Ridin' 300 with my Durk
Coke boy put you in a hearse
Chi niggas 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 than the East
Smash ...out like weeks
This ain't what you
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 what they want
See this rap shit ain't to me, this ain't what they want
I got the police all into me, this ain't they want
In my own city hate on me, put weight on me
Fuck TMZ, Breaking 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, tryna put on my name
rat on me, ask is Lil Durk my name (L's)

[Verse 4: Mill]
Ladders on deck, this ain't you want
Got in the back, got hitters in the front
If I tell my wack, then niggas gettin' slumped
You ain't have no .. to get hit with the pump
In my own city they hate on me, put on me
Try and snatch my chain, breaking news on NBC
Fuck a famous ho, I 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 up, send a jet for your bitch
Baby ready, she next on the list
Now time to get the paper, never on the strip, word up