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

I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy
And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy
Kermit you better before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your before you ad-lib it
I pop up Xzibit
But givin' I'm at your it's
Not to put no fuckin' tanks in your Civics
getting your ride pimped
You'll get hog-tied
Have you in the trunk up like fried shimp
It's a good year maybe I should ride a blimp
Cause your boy just stay the game
They tryna tag em, spray a frame
But your shots reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say name
this family for a joke play 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 Marlon and ya
Lay the beef on noodle
Make noodle lasagna
40 cal fettuccine tres pasta
You reach for medallion you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me if the drivers tired
I the S6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop top, say it's Ocean Drive inspired
So you could call a cab your bitch fall for Fab

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

I'm on the grind till the come
With pistol on the side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that semi ya
Now you follow the drip
Cause one shot outta the clip will curl you
Leave you like seconds
Obey me like
Or get up like presents
Please, my young boys whilin for
Slit throat, have you smilinl witcha neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My flow is slaughter
My look like frozen Poland Spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think your messing
I get money out the ass, that's some expensive
Haven't you all (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)
I'll her lick me up(up)
And wipe me down(down)
She told me a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn)
She told me I'm a I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She told me you'd be and you'd be checkin for the burn
So I gave her knee for the rug(haha)
It's skull gang the chain 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 ain't got on me
I'm gettin money like a *mufucka*
Yeaa u would never see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me

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

Damn I asinine
don
After mine there will be
Damn I mean will be none
I be one
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever or
Heard carter ya'll 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 keep paying me cause you don't my problems
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your
You fly
But is it to pilot?
Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your
I mean foot up in your ass
I kick that shit now gon put it in the

Uh I get money like a
Shades darker than I bitch but I see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm money like a mutherfucka
money you ain't never see *yeaa
uh
You ain't got on me

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

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