Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Gotta Lie

Study long, study wrong,
Hey, close that front door, ya'll let flies in this motherfucker
that door!
My OG up in this motherfucker now
My pops man with the bottle in his hand, actin' a
Hey, hey, babe it out
tell you what my mama had said, she like

I could you a mile away
I see your insecurities written all on your face
So predictable words, I know what you gonna say
Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can come and hang
the homies but your level of realness ain't the same
Circus acts only attract those that
Small talk, we know it's all talk
We live in the Factory every time they mention your name

Askin', "where the at?" to impress me
Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me
Say you got to burn your to impress me
It's all in your head,
Askin' "where the plug at?" to me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to me
Askin' "where at?" only upsets me
You sound the feds, homie

You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my
You ain't gotta try so

You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't try so hard

And the world don't respect you and the don't accept you
But you think all love
And the girls gon' neglect you once your parody is
Reputation protect you if you never had one
(complex), emotional (complex)
Self-pity (complex), under (complex)
The loudest one in the room, nigga, a complex
Let me put it back in context

You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga
You gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so

You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my
You ain't gotta lie, you ain't lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my
You ain't try so hard

Askin', "where the at?" to impress me
Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me
Say you got to burn your to impress me
It's all in your head,
"where the plug at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the at?" to impress me
Askin' "where it's at?" only me
You sound like the feds,

do you got to offer?
Tell me you we off ya, put you deep in the coffin
Been allergic to talkin', been to bullshit
of dreamin' the auction, tell me just who your boss is
Niggas be fugazie, be fugazie
This is for fugazie niggas and who make habitual line babies, bless them little hearts
You can persuade me
You can never relate me to him, to her, or that to
Or you, the truth you love to
In the back, in the bed, on the floor, that's ho
On the couch, in the mouth, be out, really though
So loud, niggas got low money
And loud, niggas got no money
The behind it is so funny
And I it all this past year
on some advice we feel

You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga
You ain't lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga
You gotta try so hard

You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my
You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so