Luyện nghe bài hát U Aint Got Nothin

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

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

Uh I get money a *muf**ka*
darker 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 u ain't never see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me

I'm on da till da police come
dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let semi twirl youh
Now you could follow the
Cause 1 shot the clip will jerry curl you
Wen we slop you seconds
Obey me like
Or get opened up presents
Please, my yung whilin for respect
Slit your throat, have you smilin witchur
Say
My doughs a bit
My is jus slaughter
My wrists look like poland spring water
So me boys tell 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 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
It's scar gang from the of the lifestyle
U surfboy get wiped out

Uh I get like a *muf**ka*
Shades 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 never see yeaa
I got
You got
You ain't got 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 babayy
My don't fold nor bends
Mercedes maybach, black
And I 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks
F**k yo city yo I state facts, take dat
No, better yet diddy take dat
Wait I hate rats
I clean dem out like
Got like A fax machine

Damn I mean
don
After thine will be non
I mean dere will be nun
I be one
Of dat greatest things u ever felt you seen
Or heard carter-d havard scared
Not me
Not I
Call me popeye
bruno I'm a nuno
I'll ral to your funrol
Damn I mean funerol
You say I say tamata
U say get em I say got em
Yea I got em
Man u better keep payin me cause u don't want my
I be wildin capital 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 kick dat shit I gon put it in da

Uh I get like 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 like a mutherf**ka
Yeaa u ain't never see *yeaa
uh
You got nuthin on me

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

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