Luyện nghe bài hát U Aint Got Nothin

what it look
tryin 2 show niggas man
its dat fam man we rep dat

I'm with a and one niggas we dalmation doggy Deep
And fly with the tounge so if u froggy leap
Kermit you better before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your before add libit
I pop up like
Forget it I'm at your
Not to put no f**kin fish tanks in civics
getting your ride pimped
Ull get tyed wimped
Have u in da trunk curled up fried shimp
It's a good year mayb I shud ride with lim
Cause your boy jus stay the game
They tag em, spray a brotha frame
But your shots can't me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say another
Take dis family for a playing wayan brother games
And I'm a get u sucka I've been skeemin with dis
with dis daymin
I'm puttin dat major in
My lil man zonia marlon and ya
Lay da beef on dis
some noodle lasagna
40 cal fetticine tres pound
You reach for dis medalion you like italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers
I work da s6 ever since the 5
The drop top, dey say the social expired
So you could call a cab your bitch fall for fab

Uh I get like a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I but I cud see
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin like a *muf**ka*
Yeaa money u ain't see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me

I'm on da grind till da come
dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that twirl youh
Now you follow the drip
Cause 1 shot outta the clip will jerry you
Wen we you like seconds
Obey me peasents
Or get up like presents
Please, my yung whilin for respect
your throat, have you smilin witchur neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My flow is jus
My wrists look like frozen poland water
So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin
I get money out da ass, dats sum expensive
u all heard (what?)
all heard(yup)
I toothpicks(where)
In ya all
Listen,
I'm a shark, jus coyfish(whatelse)
Octopus(whatelse)


I got my eye on your now(yea)
I'll her lick me up(up)
And den me down(down)
She tol me uze a nag, uze a bug(ddaammn)
She tol me I'm a I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She tol me ude be n ude be checkin for da burn
So I gave her pads for da rug
scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle
U surfboy get wiped out

Uh I get like a *muf**ka*
darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me
I'm gettin money like a *muf**ka*
Yeaa money u ain't see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me

Get you 3-4 get you da number after 1 I'm a get me 2
It's weezy f u now u gotta hava
My money fold nor bends
Mercedes maybach, grey
And I gota 4-4 and a k like
yo city yo town I state facts, take dat
No, better yet like diddy dat
Wait rats I hate
I clean dem out ajax
Got paper A fax machine

Damn I mean
don
After thine will be non
I mean dere will be nun
I be one
Of dat things u ever felt you ever seen
Or heard carter-d havard ya'll
Not me
Not I
Call me young
bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring ral to your
Damn I funeral funerol
You say I say tamata
U say get em I say got em
Yea I got em
Man u better keep payin me u don't want my problems
I be wildin like one... what is in your wallet
You fly
But is it to pilot
I'm at the top foot up in your bottom
Damn I mean up in your ass
I dat shit I gon put it in da trash

Uh I get money like a
Shades darker den I but I cud see
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a
Yeaa money u ain't never see
uh
You ain't got on me

Yeaa im gettin like a muf**ka
darker den a bitch but I cud see
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me

Yeaa im gettin like a muf**ka
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big money