Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Shit

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

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
I'ma let you gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
do it
I'ma let you stress out
Move over to the next, pull the out
This no test
'Cause baby if it was you would to confess

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

2]
Baby I'm all that pussy
But your pussy gon' really make me chill, is it?
Lookin' at you like, oh really? Oh
Havin' hair, that don't make you real, can I...
Hit you with the sauce in the
I put this fuckin' meat 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 cookin' too 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 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
you must be stupid
I'ma let you stress out
Move over to the next, the best out
This no test
baby if it was you would have to confess

That you know shit
Do you
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
I see the molly got you
'Cause you know shit
Do you
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
You be wrong answers
I'ma move on to a dancer

3]
You be like... why's he on that shit?
And I be like, you be on the same
On the Gram with that Boomerang shit
You need to stop it with the games, bitch,
What did you think was gon'
All you do is a nigga off ya
Sittin' at the 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 night show,
boppin', boppin', boppin'
But you be all up in my business, shit, I might go now
How 'bout you worry 'bout that somewhere else?
askin' me 'bout them bitches in there
Won't you go find out that for yourself?
I don't give a fuck, I don't care
'Cause I'ma ya
'Cause I'ma ya

Gon', gon', gon', gon', gon', gon' gon' do it
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 to the next, pull the best out
This ain't no
'Cause baby if it was you would have to

That you know shit
Do you
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
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 gettin' wrong
I'ma move on to a slow