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

I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we Dalmatian doggy
And fly the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap
Kermit you better think before you
Don't be murdered your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up Xzibit
But givin' I'm at your crib
Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in Civics
Fuck getting ride pimped
get hog-tied whipped
Have you in the trunk curled up fried shimp
It's been a good year I should ride a blimp
Cause your boy just stay 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
Take this for a joke play them Wayan Brothers games
And I'm a get you sucka I be with dis keenin
Aimin dis Damon
I'm that major pain in
My lil man is on ya Marlon and ya
Lay the beef on noodle
Make some noodle
40 cal tres pound pasta
You reach for this you must like Italian, nigga
You see me pushin if the drivers tired
I the S6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop top, they say it's Ocean Drive
So you could call a cab once bitch fall for Fab

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

I'm on the grind the police come
With pistol on the side boy don't be dumb
Or... I let that twirl ya
Now you could follow the
one shot outta the clip will 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 witcha
Say
My a bit longer
My flow is just
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 expensive
Haven't you all (what?)
Ya'll all (yup)
I toothpicks(where)
In ya d'oeuvre
Listen,
I'm a shark, ya'll koi fish (what else)
Octopus(what else)


I got my eye on wifey now (yea)
I'll her lick me up(up)
And then 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 told me be beast and you'd be checkin for the burn
So I her knee pads for the rug(haha)
skull gang from the chain to the lifestyle
You dudes get wiped out(totally)

Uh I get like a *mufucka*
Shades darker 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 would 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
It's weezy f you now you gotta a baby
My money don't fold nor
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 like diddy take
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 be none
I be one
Of the greatest things you ever you ever seen or
carter Harvard ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
Call me Popeye
Tell I'm a nuno
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 paying me cause you don't want my
I be wildin like Capital One... what is in your
You fly
But is it to pilot?
Weezy I'm at the top up in your bottom
I mean foot up in your ass
I kick that now gon put it in the trash

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

I'm gettin' money like 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 money nigga, big money