Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

I just wanna know how niggas going to
Telling on niggas, coming back and it still being cool
I just wanna 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 ain't really putting it in, but acting like he putting it in
Niggas still letting it fly like cool, I really wanna know man
This shit getting different out here it's getting

Now when that shit went down with Chris, you a check
In New Orleans wore my to get respect (you a fraud)
So that tell me? You a pussy and a fan
Say the wrong shit you know the shooters at your
I just wanna know, if you ain't that running through the six shit
us who the fuck was Quentin running through the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
money you know how it goes
All the real live forever
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you never did
When I threw that out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of niggas to tie your up
your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You sweet, I call you buttercup
You dork you changed the style because you studied us
with the same flow
Switching up your
We just a refund, this ain't what we paid for
Every time we come, we get what we came for
Spitting niggas shit, but you claim you king though?

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

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

I got to take them off of here, right
I got to them off of here, there's only one
And that's me, you
'Fore all that fighting, you
Sucka he good
Sucka thinks he can me
And I know he can't me and I
Hey boy, the nigga style is chump, you understand?
When it comes to me you
Let me get first
after I get mine, y'all can do what you wanna do

You you fucked up right?
You shoulda just said
Now you're going to to give me a check to stop
All I is platinum that platinum this
Meanwhile I'm on the cover a platinum chick
I got a platinum rollie, whip
Niggas frauds I told the truth, don't ask me
All this industry fake enemy and rap
It's never my style we got cash to get
I really started from now it's back to shit
Puffy caught a domestic when he smacked that bitch
Hold up, let that bitch

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

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