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

I'm a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy deep
And fly with the tongue so if you feelin leap
Kermit you better think before you
Don't be over your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up Xzibit
But givin' I'm at crib it's
Not to put no fuckin' tanks in your Civics
getting your ride pimped
You'll get whipped
Have you in the trunk up like fried shimp
It's been a year maybe I should ride a blimp
Cause your boy stay above the game
They tryna tag em, spray a frame
But shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say another
this family for a joke play 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 and Shawn ya
Lay the beef on this
some noodle lasagna
40 cal fettuccine pound pasta
You reach for this medallion you like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the tired
I work the S6 ever since the 5
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 ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a
Yeaa money u would never see
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me

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


I got my eye on wifey now (yea)
have her lick me up(up)
And then me down(down)
She me you'se a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn)
She told me I'm a I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She me you'd be beast and you'd 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 a *mufucka*
Shades darker than I but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me
Uhhh I'm gettin like a *mufucka*
Yeaa money u would see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me

Get you 3-4 get you like the number after 1 a get me 2
weezy f you now you gotta have a baby
My money don't fold nor
Mercedes Maybach, Grey
And I gotta 4-4 and a k like
Fuck your and your town, I state facts, take that
No, better yet like diddy take
Wait rats, I hate
I clean them out like
Got like a fax machine

Damn I mean
don
After mine will be nine
I mean there will be none
I be one
Of the greatest things you ever you ever seen or
Heard carter Harvard scared
Not me
Not I
Call me Popeye
Bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring rail to 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 want my problems
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in wallet?
You fly
But is it to pilot?
I'm at the top foot up in your bottom
Damn I foot up in your ass
I kick that shit now gon put it in the

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

Yeaa I'm money like a mufucka
Shades than a bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothing on me

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