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

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

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

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
"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,

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

You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my
You ain't 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 culture accept you
But you think it's all
And the gon' neglect you once your parody is done
Reputation protect you if you never had one
Jealousy (complex), (complex)
Self-pity (complex), under (complex)
The one in the room, nigga, that's a complex
Let me put it in proper context

You gotta lie to kick 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

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

What do you got to
Tell me before you we off ya, put you deep in the
allergic to talkin', been aversion to bullshit
Instead of dreamin' the auction, tell me just who boss is
Niggas be fugazie, bitches be
This is for fugazie niggas and bitches who make habitual line babies, them little hearts
You can persuade me
You can never relate me to him, to her, or that to
Or you, the truth you to bend
In the back, in the bed, on the floor, your ho
On the couch, in the mouth, be out, really though
So loud, rich got low money
And loud, broke niggas got no
The irony it is so funny
And I seen it all this year
on some 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 it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so

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