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 think you ribbit
Don't be murdered your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up like
But I'm at your crib it's
Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in Civics
Fuck getting ride pimped
You'll get hog-tied
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried
It's been a good year maybe I should a blimp
Cause your boy stay above the game
tryna tag em, spray a brotha' frame
But your shots can't me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say another
Take this family for a joke play them Wayan games
And I'm a get you sucka I be scheming dis keenin
Aimin with dis
I'm puttin that major in
My lil man is on ya and Shawn ya
Lay the on this noodle
Make some noodle
40 cal fettuccine pound pasta
You reach for medallion you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers
I work the S6 ever the 5 retired
The drop top, they say Ocean Drive inspired
So you could call a cab once your bitch for Fab

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

I'm on the grind till the police
With that pistol on the boy don't be dumb
Or... I let semi twirl ya
Now you follow the drip
one shot outta the clip will Jheri curl you
Leave you sloppy like
Obey me peasants
Or get up like presents
Please, my boys 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 some shit
you all heard (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)
I'll 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 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 surf-boy get wiped out(totally)

Uh I get money like a
Shades darker than I but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a
money u would never see yeaa
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me

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

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

Uh I get like a *mufucka*
Shades darker than I bitch but I see
I got
You got
You got nothing on me
I'm gettin money like a mutherfucka
Yeaa money you never see *yeaa
uh
You got nothing on me

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

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