Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Shit

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

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

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

2]
Baby I'm all about that
But your pussy ain't gon' make me chill, is it?
Lookin' at you like, oh Oh really?
Havin' real hair, that don't you real, can I...
Hit you the sauce in the mornin'?
I put this meat right on your 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 see how your shit do in the streets
I be ooh, ooh
You say you key up all my cars
That nothin' but a paint job
But when all my bad show up at your job
I'ma at you like...

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' do it then
I'ma let you gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' do it then
Bitch you must be
I'ma let you stress out
over to the next, pull the best out
This ain't no
'Cause if it was you would have to confess

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

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

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

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