Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

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

Now when that shit went with Chris, you wrote a check
In New wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
So that tell 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 running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
Counting money you how it goes
All the live forever 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 your up
Fuck sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I call you
You fucking dork you changed the style because you us
Coming with the same
Switching up your
We just a refund, this ain't what we paid for
Every time that we come, we get we came for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you you king though?

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

make a fake ass nigga look real again
Money make a that told look trill again
a lot about all the people that's feeling him
But show you bitch ass niggas we're real again
Heard other nigga talking we ain't get back yet
Let's keep it short, nigga you get your chick back yet
And now she rocking the chaser and now you missed that check
You went from Clear 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 that's me, you
all that fighting, you understand?
Sucka thinks he
thinks he can whoop me
And I he can't whoop me and I
Hey boy, the nigga style is chump, you understand?
it comes to me you understand
Let me get first
Then after I get mine, can do what you wanna do

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

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

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