Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

I just wanna how niggas going to jail
Telling on niggas, back home and it still being cool
I wanna 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 wanna
I wanna know, if a ain't 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 chain to get (you a fraud)
So that tell me? You a pussy and a fan
Say the wrong shit you the shooters at your neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't 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)
writing for you cause you know you never did shit
When I threw that out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the of niggas to tie your mother up
Fuck sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I call you
You fucking dork you the style because you studied us
Coming with the same
up your lingo
We just 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 niggas acting like they true but really faking
acting like it go
I wanna know, I just wanna know
Was it Quentin Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail where you got your flow?
(Milli Vanilli nigga)

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

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

Yeah this is called shit
no cut on it
If your get hurt
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 piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain't forget
Real niggas back in style this is lit
that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent