Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

I just wanna know how niggas to jail
Telling on niggas, back home and it still being cool
I just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand
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 different out here it's getting spooky

Now when that went down 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 that running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin through the six with?
(Running through the six with my
Counting you know how it goes
All the real live forever
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you you know you never did shit
When I that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of to tie your mother up
your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy
You really sweet, I you buttercup
You fucking dork you changed the style because you us
with the same flow
Switching up lingo
We just want a refund, this ain't we paid for
time that we come, we get what we came for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you claim you though?

I wanna know, I just wanna know
How niggas acting like they true but really faking
People acting it go
I just 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 make a fake ass nigga look again
Money make a sucker that told look trill
Says a lot about all the people that's him
But I'ma show you ass niggas we're real again
Heard that other nigga talking we ain't get yet
Let's keep it short, nigga you ain't get your back yet
And now she rocking the chaser 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 take them off of here, only one
And that's me, you
'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 whole style is chump, you understand?
When it to me you understand
Let me get first
after I get mine, y'all can do what you wanna do

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

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

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