Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

I just wanna know how niggas going to
Telling on niggas, coming home and it still being cool
I wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand followers
Ain't got no money in real life, but popping, I just wanna know
I wanna know, if a nigga ain't really putting it in, but like he putting it in
Niggas still it fly like it's cool, I really wanna know man
shit getting different out here it's getting spooky

Now that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a check
In New Orleans my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
So what that me? You a pussy and a fan
Say the shit you know the shooters at your neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't write that running through the six
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running through the six
(Running the six with my woes
Counting money you how it goes
All the real live baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you you know you never did shit
When I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to a big fish
We the type of to tie your mother up
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit your up, pussy
You really sweet, I you buttercup
You fucking dork you changed the because you studied us
Coming with the flow
Switching up your
We just a refund, this ain't what we paid for
Every time that we come, we get what we for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you claim you king

I wanna know, I just wanna know
How niggas acting like they true but really faking
People acting it go
I just wanna know, I wanna know
Was it Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your flow?
(Milli that nigga)

make a fake ass nigga look real again
Money make a that told look trill again
Says a lot about all the that's feeling him
But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas we're again
Heard that nigga talking we ain't get back yet
Let's keep it short, nigga you ain't get your back yet
And now she rocking with the chaser and now you missed that
You from Clear Port to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold up

I got to them off of here, that's right
I got to take off of here, there's only one
And me, you understand?
'Fore all fighting, you understand?
Sucka thinks he
Sucka he can whoop me
And I know he whoop me and I
Hey boy, the nigga style is chump, you understand?
When it to me you understand
Let me get mines
Then after I get mine, y'all can do what you do

You know you fucked up
You shoulda said nothing
Now you're going to have to me a check to stop
All I hear is that platinum this
Meanwhile I'm on the cover with a platinum
I got a platinum rollie, whip
Niggas frauds I told the truth, ask me shit
All this industry enemy and rap shit
never really my style we got cash to get
I really started from now it's back to shit
Puffy almost caught a when he smacked that bitch
up, let that bitch breathe

Yeah is called poppin' shit
no cut on it
If your feelings get
You feel like ohhh an arrogant little
No this is the and the truth hurts
Haven't I paid my
Didn't I weather the
is gone and I'm here

You let Tip homie on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain't forget
Real back in style this shit is lit
This Ja Rule shit and 50 cent