Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now (Freestyle 4 Remix)

I'm not crazy, I'm a fuck, oh shit!
Floopy goober, motherfucker, fuckin' goober
They ain't ready for what we 'bout to back!
ain't ready for Tyler with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas talkin' 'bout,
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I hope you puttin' money to the side, my nigga and payin' your taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on songs with you
I hope you dressin' yourself and not niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented just to get some comments on
Oh shit, are because you're not the man
Low self-esteem, it in Lean, Xan every meal
You fuckin' weak and you robbin' your
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
'Cause you're doin' your thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I know see me
pants got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you Vans and Supreme this season?
lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little with some nice sounds
This groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk shit!)
I really want the La Ferrari, but
Can't you lower the price

now, nigga!
now, nigga!
now, nigga!

I'm not one
When it to a vision, I ain't got one
Rolling never gave me a cover so
Umm, so I one
I ain't do college, I said them lessons
I ain't join no gang, I fuck them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, crossed my path
Cashed my first check and said fuck depression,
Nigga you scared for?
Everybody lean, gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, walk around with chains on, like
You ain't no shit like mine
You seen no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

the fuck right now?
What the fuck right
What the right now?
What the fuck now?
What the right now?
What the fuck now?
What the fuck right (These niggas don't even understand! Goddamn, man!)
What the fuck now?

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a lot doin' donuts
There go my ego, leggo my
sip syrup, shout my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat bread
'Cause he that mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, last was a musical museum
Somethin' always lost with you niggas like
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, glitter, portrait pictures
I don't run with 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck niggas
not my homie, that's not my woadie
That's not my team, nigga, they
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as as I moved it
I run the
I do not got for niggas' opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' with a
I got a new white one that I hard for
So the doors on my car jump jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little brother Taco got a
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, like FEMA
But of

Get money, nigga! Get money!
All you lookin' niggas back the fuck up!

I wanted to add
I sit in room a to do list
to do and play acoustics, you
Sit around and look at me feelin'
up and make excuses, fuck it

Fuck niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I got one mothafuckin' question
Why the fuck these niggas wanna like me now?
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga like you
Why the fuck these frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas like niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell niggas they can die and suck a dick!
How was Cool?