Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

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

Now when that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a
In New wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
So what that me? You a pussy and a fan
Say the wrong shit you the shooters at your neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't that running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin through the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
money you know how it goes
All the real forever baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you did shit
When I threw hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the of niggas to tie your mother up
Fuck sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I call you
You dork you changed the style because you studied us
with the same flow
Switching up your
We want a refund, this ain't what we paid for
Every time that we come, we get we came for
Spitting niggas shit, but you claim you king though?

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

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

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

You you fucked up right?
You just said nothing
Now you're going to have to me a check to stop
All I hear is that platinum this
I'm on the cover with a platinum chick
I got a rollie, platinum whip
frauds I told the truth, don't ask me shit
All this industry enemy and rap shit
It's never really my style we got to get
I really started from nothing now back to shit
Puffy almost caught a when he smacked that bitch
Hold up, let bitch breathe

Yeah this is called shit
no cut on it
If your feelings get
You feel like that's an arrogant little
No this is the truth and the truth
I paid my dues?
Didn't I the storm?
Niggas is gone and I'm

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