Luyện nghe bài hát Who, Not Me

Small World, Small World, Small World, World
No way, no how, get 'em blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow
Yeah, you ever hear sayin' something
And you think they talkin? 'bout you, you not sho'

You know I'm sayin'? But it ain't no way they talking you
Introducing the new members of disturbing tha peace, small
From Norfolk, Dolla Boi from Playaz Circle, we go, what?

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Three, two, one, what's is the start but bitch we be saying
We, we just started it since one, y'all been monitoring
Pondering 'bout it, how 'bout I it out and kapaow?
I'll heat 'em up out his mouth it, big Small World

Norfolik is the gang, clip in the jeans
Put 'em in a box Bisquick, I'm a laker wit clips
Get 'em in the lake wit clips, truth is ya a clipper with
Ain't cha bitch, I'm my loot and dollars, I'll shot you

For looting but you lootless and dollarless, fuck it
I shot for Luda and Dolla, I crash parties, with proposed toast
I'm a a problem like scrap blat with me short of hoes

One for ya damn or there be mixture of blood and dandruff
If you don't get my damn drift, creep to ya and leak DT piss
is yo highness at his less tempered, keep it pimpin' and watch

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

I been a bad day, the same ol' shit, we don't give a fuck
who you is, the same ol' clique, and the same ol' biz
The same ol flip , wit the ol whip, the same 4-4, with
The same ol' clip, half the bullets gone, the half you can get

Bitch, R.I.P. James, I'm rich bitch, you talkin' to much
Nigga, you a snitch bitch and we don't do it that
We do three quarter drops and we bring a brick back,
Don't act get ya whole splat, ack, unload 'em, reload 'em

We back black and when dem gats letting off, red loud noises
planes taking off, Dolla Boi, I got the game in a cross
Make me bang at cha boss, for dem coming soft, nigga

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Oh, oh, oh, oh, now if a bad bitch wants dick, then dick
I give her, nigga, I stand and deliver, neva back down
Won't shake nor shiver, fuck me and get found
In the Chattahoochee River, seven inch shank will put a stop

To his ticker, but shorties to the body him drop much quicker
Yeah, I to be a nice lil' nigga, fuck with anything I love
I'm a cold killa, eating off of 'sace, versace
on Chinchilla, eight figga nigga, I'm a multi milla

See me in the street, it can't get no realer, back to my hood
a pocket full of scrilla, my neighbors say', "My house can't
Get no bigga", I do good ass bidness a bad ass temper, please
Tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper or stick her, stick her

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me