Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Gotta Lie

Study long, study wrong,
Hey, y'all close that front door, ya'll let in this motherfucker
that door!
My OG up in this 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 all on your face
So predictable words, I know what you gonna say
Who you Oh, you assuming you can just come and hang
With the homies but your level of realness the same
acts only attract those that entertain
Small talk, we know that all talk
We live in the Laugh Factory 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 head, homie
"where the plug at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to me
Askin' "where it's at?" only me
You sound the feds, homie

You gotta 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

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

And the world don't you and the culture don't accept you
But you think all love
And the gon' neglect you once your parody is done
Reputation can't protect you if you had one
Jealousy (complex), (complex)
(complex), under oath (complex)
The loudest one in the room, nigga, that's a
Let me put it back in proper

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

You ain't gotta lie to 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

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

What do you got to
me before you we off ya, put you deep in the coffin
Been allergic to talkin', been aversion to
Instead of dreamin' the auction, me just who your boss is
be fugazie, bitches be fugazie
This is for niggas 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 you love to bend
In the back, in the bed, on the floor, your ho
On the couch, in the mouth, I'll be out, though
So loud, niggas got low money
And loud, broke niggas got no
The irony it is so funny
And I seen it all this year
Pass on some advice we

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