Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Gotta Lie

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

I spot you a mile away
I could see your insecurities written all on face
So predictable words, I know what you gonna say
Who you foolin'? Oh, you you can just come and hang
With the homies but your level of realness the same
Circus acts only attract those entertain
Small talk, we know it's all talk
We live in the Factory every time they mention your name

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

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

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

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

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

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

Askin', "where the at?" to impress me
Askin', "where the moneybags?" to me
Say you got to burn stash to impress me
all in your head, homie
Askin' "where the at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to 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
Instead of the auction, tell me just who your boss is
be fugazie, bitches be fugazie
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 love to
In the back, in the bed, on the floor, that's ho
On the couch, in the mouth, I'll be out, really
So loud, rich niggas got low
And loud, niggas got no money
The irony behind it is so
And I seen it all past year
Pass on some we feel

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

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