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 wanna know how a nigga on Instagram 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 really putting it in, but 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 wrote a
In New wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
So what tell 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 write that running through the six
us who the fuck was Quentin running through the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
Counting money you how it goes
All the live forever baby
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
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit 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 what we for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you you king though?

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

I got to take them off of here, that's
I got to take them off of here, only one
And that's me, you
'Fore all fighting, you understand?
Sucka he good
Sucka he can whoop me
And I know he can't me and I
Hey boy, the nigga style is chump, you understand?
When it to me you understand
Let me get mines
Then 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 give me a to stop
All I hear is platinum that this
Meanwhile I'm on the cover a platinum chick
I got a rollie, platinum whip
Niggas frauds I told the truth, ask me shit
All this industry fake enemy and rap
It's really my style we got cash to get
I really started nothing 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 feelings get hurt
You feel like ohhh that's an little
No is the truth and the truth hurts
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 nigga, we ain't forget
Real niggas back in style this is lit
This that Ja Rule and 50 cent