Luyện nghe bài hát Who, Not Me

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

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

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

Three, two, one, what's begun is the start but bitch we be
We, we just getting 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 with it, big Small

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

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

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

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 fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking 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 gone, the otha half you can get

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

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

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

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

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

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

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