Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

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

Now when that shit down with Chris, you wrote a check
In New Orleans wore my to get respect (you a fraud)
So what that tell me? You a and a fan
Say the shit you know the shooters at your neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't write that through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was running through the six with?
(Running through the six with my
Counting you know how it goes
All the real live baby
And the get exposed)
writing for you cause you know you never did shit
When I threw that hook out, I was to catch a big fish
We the type of niggas to tie mother up
Fuck your 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
Coming the same flow
up your lingo
We just want a refund, this ain't we paid for
Every that we come, we get what we came for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you claim you though?

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

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

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

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

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

You let Tip homie piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we forget
Real back in style this shit is lit
that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent