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, floopy goober
They ready for what we 'bout to bring back!
They ain't ready for with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is talkin' 'bout, nigga?
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your on songs with you trappin'
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 on 'Gram
Oh shit, are because you're not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan every
You fuckin' and you robbin' your plug?
You got no plan, but I'm not here to judge
'Cause apparently you're your thing
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you Vans and Supreme this season?
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little goonie with nice sounds
This little groupie want the now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go now (Talk your shit!)
I want the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you the price down?

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

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

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

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
There go my ego, my Eggo
Never sip syrup, shout my nigga
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat that
'Cause he that mayo, fuego
Respect you see him
Boy, album was a musical museum
Somethin' always lost with you like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, glitter, portrait pictures
I don't run with many 'cause their walk is
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with
That's not my homie, not my woadie
That's not my team, nigga, they
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as soon as I it
I run the
I do not got time for niggas'
They fuckin' stupid, need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, niggas useless
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
to Ben Baller, walkin' with a hunchback
I got a new one that I worked hard for
So the on my car doin' jump jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, it's like
But of

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

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

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