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, damn
Why you in there goin' my phone?
Bitch I you take your ass home
And you be like...
ain't, that ain't... none of my business
That ain't, 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' gon' do it
do it
I'ma let you yourself out
Move to the next, pull 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 gettin' wrong answers, aww
I see the molly got you
you don't know shit
Do you
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' answers
move on to a slow dancer

2]
Baby I'm all that pussy
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 the sauce 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 some fuckin' real paper, like...
Oh, oh, I be cookin' too not to eat
If you helpin' me get on my feet
Then let's see how shit do in the streets
I be ooh, ooh
You say you key up all my cars
That ain't but a paint job
But when all my bad bitches show up at job
look at you like...

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
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 baby if it was you have to confess

That you don't know
Do you
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
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 slow

3]
You be like... he on that lame shit?
And I be like, you be on the same
On the Gram with that stupid shit
You to stop it with the games, bitch, yeah
What did you think was happen?
All you do is push a off ya
Sittin' at the crib a dry dick
Now I can't think of nothin' 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 might go now
How 'bout you worry 'bout that shit 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
'Cause I'ma 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
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 know shit
Do you
You be gettin' 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' answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' answers
I'ma move on to a dancer