Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Gotta Lie

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

I could spot you a away
I could see your insecurities written all on face
So predictable your words, I what you gonna say
Who you Oh, you assuming you can just come and hang
With the homies but your level of realness ain't the
Circus acts only attract that entertain
Small talk, we know that it's all
We live in the Laugh Factory every 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
all in your head, homie
Askin' "where the plug at?" to me
"where the juug at?" to impress me
Askin' "where it's at?" only me
You sound like the feds,

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

And the world don't you and the culture don't accept you
But you think all love
And the girls neglect you once your parody is done
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 proper

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

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

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

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

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

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