Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

I just wanna know how going to jail
Telling on niggas, coming back home and it being 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 know, if a nigga ain't really 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 getting different out it's getting spooky

Now when that shit went down 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 wrong shit you know the at your neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't write that through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running the six with?
(Running through the six my woes
Counting money you how it goes
All the real live forever
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you did shit
I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of niggas to tie your up
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit your brother up,
You really sweet, I you buttercup
You fucking dork you changed the because you studied us
with the same flow
Switching up lingo
We just want a refund, this ain't what we for
time that we come, we get what we came for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you you king though?

I just wanna know, I just know
How these niggas acting like they true but faking
acting like it go
I just wanna know, I just 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 nigga real again
Money a sucker that told look trill again
Says a lot all the people that's feeling him
But I'ma you bitch ass niggas we're real again
Heard that other talking we ain't get back yet
Let's keep it short, nigga you get your chick back yet
And now she rocking with the chaser and now you missed check
You went Clear Port to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold up

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

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

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

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