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

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

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 money like a *mufucka*
money u would never see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me

I'm on the till the police come
With that on the side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that semi ya
Now you could follow the
Cause one shot outta the clip Jheri curl you
Leave you sloppy like
Obey me peasants
Or get up like presents
Please, my young boys for respect
Slit your throat, have you smilinl witcha
Say
My a bit longer
My flow is just
My wrists look frozen Poland Spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think your messing
I get out the ass, that's some expensive shit
you all heard (what?)
all herbs (yup)
I toothpicks(where)
In ya hors
Listen,
I'm a shark, just koi fish (what else)
Octopus(what else)


I got my eye on your now (yea)
I'll have her 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 beast and be checkin for the burn
So I her knee pads for the rug(haha)
It's skull gang from the to the lifestyle
You surf-boy dudes get out(totally)

Uh I get money like a
Shades than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm 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 the number after 1 umma a get me 2
It's weezy f you now you have a baby
My money don't nor bends
Mercedes Maybach, Grey
And I gotta 4-4 and a k 8-stacks
Fuck city and your town, I state facts, take that
No, better yet diddy take that
Wait rats, I hate
I clean them out like
Got like a fax machine

Damn I mean
don
After mine there be nine
Damn I mean there will be
I be one
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever or
Heard carter Harvard scared
Not me
Not I
me young Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a
I'll rail to your funeral
Damn I mean funer-al
You say I say tomata
You say get 'em I say got 'em
Yea I got 'em
Man you better keep paying me cause you don't my problems
I be wildin Capital One... what is in your wallet?
You fly
But what is it to
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your
I mean foot up in your ass
I that shit now gon put it in the trash

Uh I get money a *mufucka*
darker than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothing on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money a mutherfucka
Yeaa money you ain't see *yeaa
uh
You got nothing on me

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

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