Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

I just wanna know how going to jail
Telling on niggas, coming back home and it being cool
I just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with thousand followers
Ain't got no money in real life, but still popping, I wanna know
I wanna know, if a nigga really putting it in, but acting 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 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 that me? You a pussy and a fan
Say the wrong you know the shooters at your neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't write that running the six shit
us who the fuck was Quentin running through the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
money you know how it goes
All the real live forever
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you did shit
When I threw that out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of niggas to tie mother up
Fuck your in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I you buttercup
You dork you changed the style because you studied us
Coming with the flow
Switching up your
We just want a refund, 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 just know, I just wanna know
How these niggas acting like they true but faking
People acting 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
Money make a sucker that told look again
Says a lot about all the people feeling him
But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas we're real
that other nigga talking we ain't get back yet
Let's it short, nigga you ain't get your chick back yet
And now she rocking the chaser and now you missed that check
You went from Clear Port to buddy you miss that jet, hold up

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

You know you up right?
You shoulda just nothing
Now you're going to have to give me a check to
All I is platinum that platinum this
I'm on the cover with a platinum chick
I got a platinum rollie, platinum
frauds I told the truth, don't ask me shit
All this industry fake enemy and rap
It's really my style we got cash to get
I really from nothing now it's back to shit
almost caught a domestic when he smacked that bitch
Hold up, let that breathe

Yeah this is called shit
no cut on it
If your feelings get
You feel like ohhh an arrogant little
No this is the and the truth 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 theater nigga, we forget
Real niggas back in style this is lit
This Ja Rule shit and 50 cent