Luyện nghe bài hát Whatta You Know

Whatta you
you know?
Whatta you

Whatta you know? The stole my dough
So I in the closet for the 4-4
(Whatta you know?)
Jus' on, just wait a minute it's gone
Along with my big bad

Whatta you know? The fucker my phone
I can't believe that he robbed my home
Whatta you I think he got to the herb
And the ferria, and the jewelery, and the
you know? I can't find my keys to the 6-5

All the way on D's
you know? I can't find my Rolex
With the 21 diamonds, on flecks
you know? When I find that mark-ass nigga
I'ma cut out his fuckin'

Whatta you I came up on this baller
For the dollar and the sack, and his impala
you think? When you can't trust your so-called homie
Like me, and you that you know me?

Whatta you feel? you're lookin' in the closet
And the gat's gone, and so is cellular phone?
you know? I took your loot and the jewels
With the Buddha and the laptop in the nickel-plated

Whatta you Now I run the show
With the phat pockets and the fly gold
Whatta you When you ass gets jacked
By a who was supposed to have your back?

Whatta you I'm rollin' in my zone
And I I see the Puto who rigged my home
(Whatta you know?)
I got the glock in the glove, should I on the man

him lying in the mud?
Whatta you he pulled out my 4-4
Now I got no choice, so I let it all
(Whatta you know?)

The all blastin' 4-5 equal
In time for tractions
(Whatta you know?)
Slide action, no forty-five

Slug is bad for your
(Whatta you know?)
The Puto's cryin' like a
Now the lyin' in a fuckin' ditch

(Whatta you know?)
You can't even trust your fuckin' best these days, homes
(Whatta you know?)
You got to with one nine fuckin' open

(Whatta you know?)
a motherfuckin' bitch'
(Whatta you know?)
That Puto should've watched his fuckin'

Whatta you
Whatta you
Whatta you
Whatta you