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

Ooh I don't need y'all
Ooh don't wanna about it
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Like I know nobody
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

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

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

There go another
In court so much, man I should've went to law
Everybody brawlin', it was all
I hit the bartender with the bars-tool
I don't fuck with fake dudes wearin' fake
I talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "tru"
I feel MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm talkin' Jordan, this is how we do
Bust a nigga and then I lay low
These niggas ass-water, get the
She really bad, she a photo thot
I should hire this bitch, she so damn at Photoshop
That Lexapro got me than a heart attack
I think they think they got me where they want me at
I got seven hundred emails in my
What that mean? I ain't nobody back

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like, ooh I don't know nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know
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 in Paris, still be on the block like a corner store
Ain't my fault you the man, made a plan, man it was planned
They sleeping on me long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France
Paparazzi like, "oh that's him!", pour gin, let's get faded
Drinkin' like no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix
Hater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do
But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator Ray Rice
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, just different
Save money, ain't different, gunshots and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please don't get confused
Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye shit lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, everybody go (sshhh)
Like where was you last week? My nigga the was you hidin'?
Like I was on my arm I'm on my side
side, I'm down to start a riot

Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like, ooh I don't know nobody
Like I don't know nobody, 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?)