Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Gotta Lie (Momma Said)

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 man with the bottle in his hand, actin' a fool
Hey, hey, babe it out
Imma tell you what my mama had said, she

I could you a mile away
I could see 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
With the but your level of realness ain't the same
Circus only attract those that entertain
talk, we know that it's all talk
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 stash to me
It's all in head, homie
Askin' "where the at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to me
"where it's at?" only upsets me
You sound like the feds,

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

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

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

You gotta lie to kick 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 it, my nigga
You ain't 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
all in your head, homie
Askin' "where the at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to me
Askin' "where it's at?" upsets 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', aversion to bullshit
Instead of dreamin' the auction, me just who your boss is
be fugazie, bitches be fugazie
This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make habitual line babies, bless them hearts
You can never 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, 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 behind it is so
And I seen it all this past
Pass on some we feel

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