Luyện nghe bài hát Why Wouldn't I

Yeah, yo Cain up nigga
Why wouldn't bitches love us nigga?
Why wouldn't niggas hate us?
Why they fab?
Yeah, Storm, yeah

Why wouldn't I talk as as cheese steak meat
In a strawberry range, pie piping on the cheesecake seats?
I'm known for hittin' soft spots
With Princess cut the size of lemon cough drops

I'm right behind 'em in the drop
Linen soft top, sick chain twenty point rocks
Take bitch, why wouldn't I?
The got chrome shoes, cream leather seats with old wooden sides

Yeah, what's really poppin', usually boys
This ghetto with the Bruce Lee Roy glow
Niggas has to the outcome
Plus I'm in a throwback from the same year they Malcolm

Make so ends, I got to find faster ways to count 'em
A minute on the block, how fast I a thousand?
That nigga you to hate, still hug blocks and bubble weight
Off the I can't

girl, why wouldn't fellas stop ya?
After we through the hood in helicopters
The dro I got in this wood, is
We do the thing, who could they tell us not to?

Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna
Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna
Why wouldn't this whip make you ride?
And why this thing be on my side?

Why this game have you on your knees?
Why these twenty's be on the V's?
Why wouldn't this money make you hate?
Why I huh, why wouldn't I what?

Why I pull up to the spot, yellow is all ok?
Dressed in yellow linen, in Canaries never a flaw
Why shouldn't I wear much ice
The in my hair, are clear and cut, right?
Why wouldn't I talk this slick, why

With a and bracelet this flooded, and a cross this sick
So why I get it homes? I mean
To a nigga money like myself, a little brain that's minimal
Might but I live it though, sick chain glitter roll
Never sleep and don't stop that

Hold up Cain, uh, why I have samples of raw
And academic the laws, hypnotic samples the poor
The sample is all yeah
Will on the right side do with the wings stamped on the
the street family boss, I land by the shores

Get pampered by whores, eat and claws
The kid's been trampled before by a tramp no flaws
That's up to they get cramps in they
I kefs jammed in the floor, amp meter draw
End up in a wheelchair by your dog

Why wouldn't this joint make you dance?
Why wouldn't these make you wanna glance?
Why wouldn't whip make you wanna ride?
And why wouldn't thing be on my side?

Why wouldn't this have you on your knees?
Why these twenty's be on the V's?
Why wouldn't this money you wanna hate?
Why wouldn't I huh, why wouldn't I

a million scanned on it
Why wouldn't the Range look it got twenty inch ceiling fans on it
Only you in my face ma'am
Is 'cause I got the same that Jordan had on in Space Jam

Why wouldn't I chase
Come Aves, like Pluto Nash in Coupes that look like Spaceships, ridiculous bracelet and the outrageous
Watch with rocks, invisible placement

I oughta feel a boss
Why I get a 100 an appearance?
Quarter mil a endorse, I feel some remorse
'Cause I'm killin' 'em out there, and a stick shift utility Porsche

Yeah, I know you see us, it be pissin' you off
'Cause you would think we a fortune for the shit that we floss
summers in my Sicily loft
Whole crib, decoration done by Christian Dior

girl, I got cops thats on the payroll
Jet skies, and boats docked up in Barbados
Green and cream Tims, and potatoes
Why wouldn't you see the Storm for the rocks and tornadoes

Why wouldn't this joint you wanna dance?
Why wouldn't these make you wanna glance?
Why wouldn't this whip make you ride?
And why wouldn't this be on my side?

Why wouldn't this game have you on your
Why wouldn't these twenty's be on the
Why wouldn't this money make you wanna
Why wouldn't I huh, why I what?

Why wouldn't this joint make you dance?
Why wouldn't jewels make you wanna glance?
Why this whip make you wanna ride?
And why this thing be on my side?

Why wouldn't this game have you on knees?
Why wouldn't these twenty's be on the
Why this money make you wanna hate?
Why I huh, why wouldn't I what?