Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Got Nothing On Me

I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian deep
And fly the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap
Kermit you think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over song before you ad-lib it
I pop up Xzibit
But givin' I'm at your it's
Not to put no fish tanks in your Civics
Fuck getting your ride
You'll get hog-tied
you in the trunk curled up like fried shimp
It's been a good year maybe I should a blimp
your boy just stay above the game
They tryna tag em, a brotha' frame
But your shots can't reach me I'm way above aim
Go 'head nigga, say another
Take this family for a joke them Wayan Brothers games
And I'm a get you sucka I be scheming dis keenin
Aimin with dis
I'm puttin major pain in
My lil man is on ya and Shawn ya
Lay the beef on noodle
Make some noodle
40 cal tres pound pasta
You reach for this you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers
I work the S6 since the 5 retired
The drop top, they say it's Drive inspired
So you call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab

Uh I get like a *mufucka*
Shades than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a
Yeaa money u would see yeaa
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

I'm on the grind till the come
that pistol on the side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that twirl ya
Now you could follow the
Cause one outta the clip will Jheri curl you
Leave you like seconds
Obey me like
Or get opened up presents
Please, my boys whilin for respect
Slit your throat, have you smilinl neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My is just slaughter
My wrists look like frozen Poland water
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think messing with
I get money out the ass, that's some shit
you all heard (what?)
Ya'll all (yup)
I toothpicks(where)
In ya d'oeuvre
Listen,
I'm a shark, ya'll just koi (what else)
Octopus(what else)


I got my eye on your now (yea)
have her lick me up(up)
And wipe me down(down)
She me you'se a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn)
She me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She told me you'd be and you'd be checkin for the burn
So I gave her pads for the rug(haha)
It's skull from the chain to the lifestyle
You surf-boy dudes get out(totally)

Uh I get like a *mufucka*
darker than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
I'm gettin money like a *mufucka*
Yeaa money u never see yeaa
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

Get you 3-4 get you like the after 1 umma a get me 2
weezy f you now you gotta have a baby
My money don't fold nor
Mercedes Maybach, black
And I gotta 4-4 and a k 8-stacks
your city and your town, I state facts, take that
No, better yet like take that
Wait rats, I hate
I clean out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax

Damn I mean
don
After mine there be nine
Damn I mean there be none
I be one
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever or
carter Harvard ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
Call me Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a
bring rail to your funeral
Damn I mean funeral
You say I say tomata
You say get 'em I say got 'em
Yea I got 'em
Man you better keep me cause you don't want my problems
I be like Capital One... what is in your wallet?
You fly
But what is it to
I'm at the top foot up in your bottom
Damn I mean up in your ass
I kick that shit now gon put it in the

Uh I get money a *mufucka*
darker than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money a mutherfucka
Yeaa money you never see *yeaa
uh
You got nothing on me

Yeaa I'm gettin' like a mufucka
Shades darker than a bitch but I see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

Yeaa I'm gettin money like a
Big nigga, big money nigga, big money nigga