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 doggy
And fly the tounge so if u feelin froggy leap
Kermit you think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your song before add
I pop up like
Forget it I'm at your
Not to put no f**kin fish tanks in your
F**k your ride pimped
Ull get hard wimped
u in da trunk curled up like fried shimp
It's been a good year mayb I shud with lim
your boy jus stay above the game
They tryna tag em, spray a frame
But your shots can't reach me I'm way your aim
Go 'head nigga, say name
Take dis family for a playing wayan brother games
And I'm a get u sucka been skeemin with dis keenin
Aimin with dis
I'm puttin dat pain in
My lil man zonia and shawn ya
Lay da beef on dis
Make some lasagna
40 cal fetticine pound pasta
You reach for dis medalion you must like italian,
You only see me pushin if the side
I work da s6 ever the 5 retired
The top, dey say the social drive expired
So you could call a cab once your bitch 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 like a
Yeaa money u ain't see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me

I'm on da till da police come
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 will jerry curl you
Wen we you like seconds
me like peasents
Or get up like presents
Please, my yung boysz whilin for
Slit throat, have you smilin witchur neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My is jus slaughter
My wrists look like frozen poland water
So tell me boys tell me who u think your messin with
I get money out da ass, dats sum shit
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 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 gang from the chain of the lifestyle
U surfboy dudes get out

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 like a
Yeaa money u ain't see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me

Get you 3-4 get you like da after 1 I'm a get me 2
It's weezy f u now u gotta hava
My money 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 like diddy dat
Wait I hate rats
I clean dem out ajax
Got paper A fax machine

Damn I assanon
don
After thine dere be non
Damn I mean dere be nun
I be one
Of dat greatest things u felt you ever seen
Or heard carter-d ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
me young popeye
Tell bruno I'm a
I'll ral to your funrol
I mean 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 wildin like capital one... what is in wallet
You fly
But what is it to
Weezy I'm at the top up in your bottom
Damn I mean foot up in 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 got nuthin on me

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