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

I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian deep
And fly with the tongue so if you froggy leap
Kermit you better before you ribbit
Don't be over your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up like
But givin' I'm at crib it's
Not to put no fuckin' tanks in your Civics
Fuck getting your pimped
You'll get hog-tied
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried
been a good year maybe I should ride a blimp
Cause your boy just stay above the
They tryna tag em, a brotha' frame
But your 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 sucka I be scheming dis keenin
with dis Damon
I'm puttin that pain in
My lil man is on ya Marlon and ya
Lay the beef on this
Make some noodle
40 cal fettuccine tres pasta
You for this medallion you must 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 could call a cab once your bitch for Fab

Uh I get like a *mufucka*
Shades darker than I bitch but I see
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me
Uhhh I'm money like a *mufucka*
Yeaa money u would never see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

I'm on the grind the police come
With that pistol on the side boy be dumb
Or... I let that twirl ya
Now you could follow the
one shot outta the clip will Jheri curl you
Leave you sloppy seconds
me like peasants
Or get opened up like
Please, my young whilin for respect
your throat, have you smilinl witcha neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My flow is just
My wrists look like frozen Poland Spring
So tell me tell me boys who you think your messing with
I get money out the ass, some expensive shit
Haven't you all (what?)
all herbs (yup)
I toothpicks(where)
In ya d'oeuvre
Listen,
I'm a shark, just koi fish (what else)
Octopus(what else)


I got my eye on wifey now (yea)
have her lick me up(up)
And wipe me down(down)
She told me you'se a nag, a bug(ddaammn)
She me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin for the burn
So I gave her pads for the rug(haha)
skull gang 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 got nothin' on me
Uhhh I'm gettin like a *mufucka*
Yeaa u would never see yeaa
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

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

Damn I asinine
don
After mine there will be
Damn I mean there will be
I be one
Of the greatest things you felt you ever seen or
Heard carter Harvard scared
Not me
Not I
me young Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a
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 paying me cause you don't want my problems
I be wildin like Capital One... is in your wallet?
You fly
But what is it to
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in bottom
I mean foot up in your ass
I kick that shit now gon put it in the

Uh I get money like a
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 you ain't never see *yeaa
uh
You got nothing on me

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

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