Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know (Drake Diss)

I just wanna know how niggas going to
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
still letting it fly like it's cool, I really wanna know man
This shit getting out here it's getting spooky

Now when that shit went with Chris, you wrote a check
In New Orleans 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 shooters at neck
I just wanna know, if you ain't write that through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin through the six with?
(Running through the six my woes
money you know how it goes
All the real forever baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you never did
When I threw that out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the of niggas to tie your mother up
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit your up, pussy
You sweet, I call you buttercup
You fucking dork you changed the style you studied us
with the same flow
Switching up your
We just want a refund, this what we paid for
Every time that we come, we get we came for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you you king though?

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

Money make a fake ass nigga look again
Money make a sucker that told look trill
Says a lot all the people that's feeling him
But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas real again
Heard other nigga talking we ain't get back yet
Let's keep it short, you ain't get your chick back yet
And now she rocking with the and now you missed that check
You went from Clear Port to pass you miss that jet, hold up

I got to take off of here, that's right
I got to them off of here, there's only one
And that's me, you
all that fighting, you understand?
Sucka thinks he
Sucka he can whoop me
And I he can't whoop me and I
Hey boy, the whole style is chump, you understand?
When it comes to me you
Let me get mines
Then after I get mine, y'all can do you wanna do

You you fucked up right?
You shoulda just said
Now you're going to have to me a check to stop
All I hear is platinum that this
Meanwhile I'm on the cover with a chick
I got a platinum rollie, platinum
Niggas I told the truth, don't ask me shit
All this fake enemy and rap shit
It's really my style we got cash to get
I really started from now it's back to shit
Puffy almost caught a domestic when he that bitch
up, let that bitch breathe

Yeah is called poppin' shit
no cut on it
If your get hurt
You feel like ohhh that's an arrogant
No this is the truth and the 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 shit is lit
This that Ja shit and 50 cent