Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

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

Now when that shit went down Chris, you wrote a check
In New Orleans my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
So what that tell me? You a and a fan
Say the wrong you know 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 running through the six with?
(Running through the six my woes
money you know how it goes
All the real live baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you you never did shit
I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of to tie your mother up
Fuck your in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You sweet, I call you buttercup
You fucking dork you changed the style you studied us
Coming with the flow
Switching up your
We just want a refund, this ain't what we for
Every time we come, we get what we came for
another niggas shit, but you claim you king though?

I wanna know, I just wanna know
How niggas acting like they true but really faking
acting like it go
I just wanna know, I just wanna
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 trill
Says a lot about all the people that's him
But I'ma 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 ain't get your back yet
And now she rocking with the chaser and now you missed that
You went from Clear Port to pass you miss that jet, hold up

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

You know you fucked up
You just said nothing
Now you're going to have to give me a to stop
All I hear is platinum platinum this
Meanwhile I'm on the cover a platinum chick
I got a rollie, platinum whip
Niggas I told the truth, don't ask me shit
All industry fake enemy and rap shit
It's never my style we got cash to get
I really started from nothing now it's to shit
Puffy almost caught a domestic 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 ohhh an arrogant little
No is the truth and the truth hurts
Haven't I paid my
Didn't I weather the
Niggas is and I'm here

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