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 and one niggas we dalmation doggy Deep
And fly with the tounge so if u feelin froggy
Kermit you better think you ribbit
Don't be over your song before add libit
I pop up like
Forget it I'm at your
Not to put no f**kin fish tanks in civics
F**k getting ride pimped
Ull get hard tyed
Have u in da trunk curled up like fried
It's a good year mayb I shud ride with lim
Cause your boy jus above the game
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha
But your shots reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say name
Take dis family for a joke wayan brother games
And I'm a get u sucka I've been with dis keenin
with dis daymin
I'm puttin dat pain 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 see me pushin if the drivers side
I da s6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop top, dey say the social expired
So you could call a cab your bitch fall for fab

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

I'm on da grind till da come
With dat pistol on da side boy don't be
Or... I let that semi youh
Now you follow the drip
Cause 1 shot outta the clip jerry curl you
Wen we you like seconds
Obey me peasents
Or get up like presents
Please, my yung boysz for respect
Slit your throat, have you witchur neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My flow is jus
My wrists look like frozen spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin
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 your now(yea)
have 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 the chain of the lifestyle
U surfboy get wiped out

Uh I get money like a
Shades darker den I but I cud see
I got
You got
You got nuthin on me
I'm gettin money like 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 like da number 1 I'm a get me 2
weezy f u now u gotta hava babayy
My money don't nor bends
Mercedes maybach, grey
And I gota 4-4 and a k like
F**k yo yo town I state facts, take dat
No, better yet diddy take dat
Wait I hate rats
I dem out like ajax
Got paper like A fax

Damn I assanon
don
After thine dere be non
Damn I mean dere be nun
I be one
Of dat greatest things u ever felt you seen
Or heard carter-d ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
me young popeye
Tell I'm a nuno
bring ral to your funrol
Damn I funeral funerol
You say tomato I say
U say get em I say got em
Yea I got em
Man u better keep payin me cause u want my problems
I be wildin like 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 mean up in your ass
I kick dat shit I gon put it in da

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

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

Yeaa im gettin money like a
Big nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga