Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

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

Now when shit went down with Chris, you wrote a check
In New wore my chain 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 know, if you ain't write that running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin through the six with?
(Running through the six with my
Counting money you how it goes
All the real forever baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you never did
When I that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of niggas to tie your up
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I call you
You fucking you changed the style because you studied us
Coming the same flow
up your lingo
We just a refund, this ain't what we paid for
Every time we come, we get what we came for
another niggas shit, but you claim you king though?

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

make a fake ass nigga look real again
Money make a that told look trill again
Says a lot about all the that's feeling him
But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas we're real
Heard that other nigga talking we ain't get 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 Port to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold up

I got to take them off of here, right
I got to take them off of here, there's one
And me, you understand?
'Fore all that fighting, you
thinks he good
Sucka thinks he can me
And I know he can't me and I
Hey boy, the nigga whole style is chump, you
When it to me you understand
Let me get mines
Then 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 me a check to stop
All I is platinum that platinum this
Meanwhile I'm on the with a platinum chick
I got a platinum rollie, whip
frauds 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
almost caught a domestic when he smacked that bitch
Hold up, let that breathe

Yeah this is called poppin'
no cut on it
If feelings get hurt
You feel like ohhh that's an little
No this is the truth and the truth
Haven't I my dues?
Didn't I the storm?
Niggas is and I'm here

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