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
that door!
My OG up in this right now
My pops man the bottle in his hand, actin' a fool
Hey, hey, check it out
Imma tell you what my had said, she like

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

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

And the world don't you and the culture don't accept you
But you it's all love
And the girls neglect you once your parody is done
Reputation protect you if you never had one
Jealousy (complex), (complex)
(complex), under oath (complex)
The loudest one in the room, nigga, a complex
Let me put it in proper context

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 gotta 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 gotta try so hard

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

What do you got to
Tell me before you we off ya, put you in the coffin
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, bless little hearts
You can never me
You can never me to him, to her, or that to them
Or you, the truth you 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, rich niggas got low
And loud, broke niggas got no
The irony behind it is so
And I seen it all past year
Pass on advice we feel

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