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

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

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

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 your head,
Askin' "where the plug at?" to me
Askin' "where the at?" to impress me
Askin' "where it's at?" upsets me
You like the feds, homie

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

And the don't respect you and the culture don't accept you
But you it's all love
And the girls gon' neglect you once 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 context

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

Askin', "where the hoes at?" to 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 at?" to impress me
Askin' "where at?" only upsets me
You sound like the feds,

do you got to offer?
Tell me before you we off ya, put you deep in the
allergic to talkin', been aversion to bullshit
Instead of dreamin' the auction, me just who your boss is
Niggas be fugazie, bitches be
This is for niggas and bitches who make habitual line babies, bless 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, that's ho
On the couch, in the mouth, be out, really though
So loud, rich niggas got low
And loud, broke niggas got no
The irony it is so funny
And I seen it all this past
Pass on some we feel

You gotta lie to kick 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

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