Luyện nghe bài hát U Mad (Young Luxenberg Club Edit)

Ooh I don't need y'all
Ooh don't wanna talk it
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Like I don't know
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

Oh oh, she gon' be mad right? Ain't that too bad,
Wanna catch that cab, right? back that bag, right?
I guess that she just gon' go buy that purse
I'm back on my shit and this aint what you want. Shout out to Lil Durk
I'm the villain, no really I'm just
Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the
Mary, Mary all I need, pussy, money,
And all my in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTree
All I hoes callin' out wildin', on the road like every day
We everywhere, any day and anywhere that the say
No questions, no questions please, just on knees
Blow, don't sneeze, shut up, don't breathe
Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy that nigga mashed
All praise to Allah, not but these bitches fast
Fuck in the party, up her skirt, then skrr
Who her? I forgot her

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I know nobody
Like I don't nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

There go lawsuit
In court so much, man I should've to law school
brawlin', it was all cool
'Til I hit the with the bars-tool
I fuck with fake dudes wearin' fake trues
I just to 2 Chainz and he said, "tru"
I like MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm talkin' Montell Jordan, is how we do
a nigga head and then I lay low
These niggas ass-water, get the
She ain't bad, she a photo thot
I should hire bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop
That Lexapro got me drowsy a heart attack
I think they finally think they got me they want me at
I got seven hundred emails in my
What that mean? I ain't callin' back

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't nobody
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

I be catchin' too stares this evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a roll
At the Louvre in Paris, be on the block like a corner store
Ain't my you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was planned
They sleeping on me long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France
like, "oh that's him!", pour that gin, let's get faded
Drinkin' like it's no tomorrow, what's I'm in the Matrix
Hater, please let me live my life, to God I be tryna do right
But if she bad I hit a bitch in the elevator like Ray Rice
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's different
Save money, ain't nothin' different, and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please get shit confused
Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye just lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, everybody go (sshhh)
Like where was you week? My nigga the fuck was you hidin'?
I was laying on my arm I'm on my side
South side, I'm down to a riot

Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like I don't, I don't know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't know
Like I don't nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)