Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

I just wanna know how niggas to jail
Telling on niggas, coming back home and it still being
I just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter fifty thousand followers
Ain't got no in real 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 wanna know man
This shit getting different out here it's spooky

Now when that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a
In New Orleans wore my 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 real live forever
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you you know you never did shit
When I that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the of niggas to tie your mother up
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit your up, pussy
You sweet, I call you buttercup
You dork you changed the style because you studied us
Coming the same flow
Switching up lingo
We just want a refund, this ain't what we for
Every time that we come, we get what we for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you claim you though?

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

make a fake ass nigga look real again
Money make a sucker that told look again
Says a lot about all the people that's him
But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas real again
Heard that other nigga 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 chaser and now you missed check
You went Clear Port to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold up

I got to take them off of here, that's
I got to them off of here, there's only one
And me, you understand?
'Fore all that fighting, you
Sucka thinks he
thinks he can whoop me
And I know he can't me and I
Hey boy, the whole style is chump, you understand?
When it 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 shoulda said nothing
Now you're going to have to give me a to stop
All I is platinum that platinum this
Meanwhile I'm on the with a platinum chick
I got a platinum rollie, whip
Niggas frauds I told the truth, ask me shit
All this industry enemy and rap shit
It's really my style we got cash to get
I really from nothing now it's back to shit
Puffy almost caught a domestic when he that bitch
Hold up, let bitch breathe

Yeah is called poppin' shit
no cut on it
If your get hurt
You feel like ohhh that's an little
No this is the and the truth hurts
I paid 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 ain't
Real back in style this shit is lit
that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent