Luyện nghe bài hát U Don't Want Dat

I'mma y'all niggas like this shit right
It's 2003 my
All that at the mouth shit my nigga, ah
Man ain't with that shit my nigga
I don't that shit no more man
As soon as a nigga start that shit
Man, you on the son

a nigga get sword on for talking that shit
Watch a bitch get rode on for that shit
Watch that nigga get laid out for that shit
Watch them bitches get out for talking that shit
You don't want nigga, you don't want none
You don't want none bitch, you don't none
You want none nigga, you don't want none
You don't want none bitch, you don't none

You like me, yeah
I like you, yeah
You wanna me, yeah
I wanna you, yeah
Put your up, nigga
Put hands up, bitch
Put your up, hoe
Put hands up, trick

these rental cars, yeah
They don't run shit,
Who run this
We run this
Put your hands up,
Put your hands up,
Put hands up, hoe
Put your hands,

My back ain't dead,
My lip ain't swoll,
My head ain't bust,
My nuts ain't grey,
Put your up nigga
Put your hands up
Put your up hoe
Put your up trick

I'm from a small town 'Woop a niggas ass'
And I mean, well, a nigga ass
I mean, well, beat a to death
And I mean, well, all the way there
Taka nigga down a path to a junk yard
Where it at, aha
Put his ass in a plastic bag but a home
Where you him at I'm talkin' 'bout

Tie it up with a shoe
And a picture stuck in the thang
Layin' on empty and recylin' bags
With some bitchass gatorade, I own a
Well, cut butter to put in tha microwave
get you a sharpener baby,
'Cuz that thang gonna get me aggrivated

You hard
But you really soft, you soft
You try to me mad, mad
But you piss me off, you piss me off
I ain't scared of you nigga, nigga
And I scared of them hoes, hoes
And I ain't scared of that tank T shirt
Ass nigga he's woe

Watch a nigga get on for talking that shit
a bitch get rode on for talking that shit
Watch nigga get laid out for talking that shit
Watch them bitches get out for talking that shit
You don't want none nigga, you don't want
You don't want none bitch, you don't want
You don't want none nigga, you don't none
You don't none bitch, you don't want none

I blame you, yeah
I your mammy bitch, yeah
She should't of fucked your daddy,
She shoulda sucked the dick,
Yous a boy, yeah
A boy, yeah
You it in the ass, yeah
With real hard, oh

Swear to God, we be slayin' 'em up
Have one of these niggas, I him up
Havin' him sayin' that country boy was bad as
hit him with a heater, ain't have to bust
Take the bullets from a gun nigga, add up
Put them right back in it I put it up

I'm saying this game changing much
Still the same motherfuckers used to sell the
Them ones that used to come to the club
See a nigga leave a nigga in a of blood
In a car with a browd when the come
Gone before they find out what the it was of

Dead wrong, you don't me tho
But it nothing that nigga ain't done before
It ain't nothing that a nigga won't try
But remember that already killed a man
Gone craig, gone craig still froggin' and go
And leap but you jump over here, jump over here
Try and remember what the I said 'cuz I mean

Watch a nigga get sword on for talking that
a bitch get rode on for talking that shit
Watch nigga get laid out for talking that shit
Watch them bitches get drugged out for that shit
You don't want none nigga, you want none
You don't want bitch, you don't want none
You don't want none nigga, you want none
You don't want bitch, you don't want none