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 hoes?
And I be like, damn
Why you in goin' through my phone?
I told you take your ass home
And you be like...
That ain't, that ain't... of my business
ain't, that ain't... none of my biz
And I be do it then

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

That you know shit
Do you
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
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 slow

2]
Baby I'm all about that
But your pussy gon' really make me chill, is it?
at you like, oh really? Oh really?
Havin' real hair, don't make you real, can I...
Hit you with the in the mornin'?
I put this meat right on your grill, baby
show you the stroke, put you on it
I'll show you how to make fuckin' real paper, like...
Oh, oh, I be too much not to eat
If you ain't helpin' me get on my
let's see how your shit do in the streets
I be ooh, ooh
You say you gon' key up all my
ain't nothin' but a paint job
But when all my bad bitches 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
I'ma let you yourself out
Move to the next, pull 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' wrong answers, aww
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
I see the got you gone
'Cause you don't shit
Do you
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' answers
move on to a slow 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 to stop it with the games, bitch, yeah
did you think was gon' happen?
All you do is push a off ya
at the crib 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 might go now
How 'bout you worry 'bout that shit somewhere
Stop askin' me 'bout bitches in there
Won't you go find out that for yourself?
'Cause I don't give a fuck, I don't
'Cause tell ya
'Cause 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
'Cause baby if it was you have to confess

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