Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Shit

1]
You be like...
Why she gotta all of your posts?
Why you in there posin' with hoes?
And I be like, though
Why you in there goin' through my
I told you take your ass home
And you be like...
That ain't, ain't... none of my business
That ain't, that ain't... of my biz
And I be like do it

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
let you gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it then
do it
I'ma let you yourself out
Move to the next, pull the best out
ain't no test
'Cause if it was you would have to confess

That you don't shit
Do you
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
I see the molly got you
'Cause you don't know
Do you
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
You be gettin' answers
I'ma move on to a dancer

2]
Baby I'm all about that
But your pussy ain't really make me chill, is it?
Lookin' at you like, oh Oh really?
Havin' hair, that don't make you real, can I...
Hit you with the sauce in the
I put this fuckin' meat right on grill, baby
I'll you the stroke, put you on it
I'll you how to make some fuckin' real paper, like...
Oh, oh, I be cookin' too not to eat
If you ain't helpin' me get on my
Then let's see how shit do in the streets
I be ooh, ooh
You say you key up all my cars
That nothin' but a paint job
But all my bad bitches show up at your job
I'ma at you like...

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
I'ma let you gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
Bitch you be stupid
let you stress yourself out
Move to the next, pull the best out
ain't no test
'Cause if it was you would have to confess

That you don't know
Do you
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
I see the got you gone
'Cause you don't know
Do you
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
You be gettin' answers
I'ma move on to a dancer

3]
You be like... why's he on lame shit?
And I be like, you be on the shit
On the with that stupid Boomerang shit
You need to stop it with the games, bitch,
What did you think was happen?
All you do is a nigga off ya
Sittin' at the with a dry dick
Now I can't of nothin' more awful, baby
You be poppin', poppin',
You be poppin', ho
You be poppin' for them niggas at the show, baby
boppin', boppin', boppin'
But you be all up in my business, shit, I go crazy now
How you worry 'bout that shit somewhere else?
Stop askin' me 'bout them in there
Won't you go find out that for yourself?
'Cause I don't give a fuck, I don't
'Cause tell ya
I'ma tell ya

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' do it then
Bet you do it
I'ma let you gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' do it then
Bet you do it
I'ma let you stress out
Move over to the next, the best out
This ain't no
baby if it was you would have to confess

That you know shit
Do you
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
I see the molly got you
you don't know shit
Do you
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' answers
I'ma move on to a dancer