Luyện nghe bài hát U Aint Got Nothin

what it like
tryin 2 dese niggas man
its dat fam man we rep dat

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

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

I'm on da grind till da police
With dat on da side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let semi twirl youh
Now you follow the drip
Cause 1 shot outta the clip will curl you
Wen we slop you seconds
Obey me like
Or get opened up presents
Please, my yung boysz for respect
Slit throat, have you smilin witchur neck
Say
My a bit longer
My flow is jus
My wrists look like frozen poland spring
So tell me boys me boys who u think your messin with
I get money out da ass, sum expensive shit
Havent u all (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 wifey 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 knee for da rug
It's scar gang from the chain of the
U surfboy get wiped out

Uh I get money a *muf**ka*
Shades darker den I but I cud see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money a *muf**ka*
Yeaa u ain't never 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
weezy f u now u gotta hava babayy
My don't fold nor bends
Mercedes maybach, black
And I 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks
yo city yo town I state facts, take dat
No, better yet diddy take dat
Wait rats I hate
I dem out like ajax
Got paper like A fax

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

Uh I get like a *muf**ka*
darker den I bitch but I cud see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm money like a mutherf**ka
Yeaa money u never see *yeaa
uh
You ain't got on me

Yeaa im money like a muf**ka
Shades darker den a but I cud see
I got
You got
You aint got on me

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