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

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

I could spot you a away
I could see insecurities written all on your face
So your words, I know what you gonna say
Who you foolin'? Oh, you assuming you can come and hang
With the homies but your level of ain't the same
acts only attract those that entertain
Small talk, we know that 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 burn your to impress me
all in your head, homie
Askin' "where the plug at?" to me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to me
Askin' "where it's at?" only me
You sound like the feds,

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 try so hard

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 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 gon' neglect you your parody is done
can't protect you if you never had one
Jealousy (complex), (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 gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't try so hard

You gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta lie, you gotta lie
You ain't lie to kick 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 your to impress me
It's all in your head,
"where the plug at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the juug at?" to me
"where it's at?" only upsets me
You sound the feds, homie

What do you got to
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
Niggas be fugazie, be fugazie
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 love to
In the back, in the bed, on the floor, your ho
On the couch, in the mouth, I'll be out, really
So loud, niggas got low money
And loud, broke niggas got no
The irony it is so funny
And I it all this past year
Pass on some advice we

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