Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

I wanna know how niggas going to jail
Telling on niggas, back home and it still being cool
I just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter fifty thousand followers
got no money in real life, but still popping, I just wanna know
I wanna know, if a nigga ain't really putting it in, but acting like he it in
Niggas letting it fly like it's cool, I really wanna know man
This shit getting out here it's getting spooky

Now that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a check
In New Orleans wore my chain to get (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 know, if you ain't write that running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
money you know how it goes
All the live forever baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you did shit
When I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to a big fish
We the of niggas to tie your mother up
your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I you buttercup
You fucking you changed the style because you studied us
Coming the same flow
Switching up your
We want a refund, this ain't what we paid for
time that we come, we get what we came for
Spitting another shit, but you claim you king though?

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

Money make a fake ass nigga look again
make a sucker that told look trill again
Says a lot about all the 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
keep it short, nigga you ain't get your chick back yet
And now she rocking with the chaser and now you that check
You went from Clear to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold up

I got to take off of here, that's right
I got to them off of here, there's only one
And me, you understand?
'Fore all fighting, you understand?
Sucka he good
Sucka he can whoop me
And I know he whoop me and I
Hey boy, the nigga style is chump, you understand?
it comes to me you understand
Let me get mines
Then after I get mine, y'all can do you wanna do

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

Yeah this is poppin' shit
no cut on it
If your get hurt
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
Niggas is and I'm here

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