Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Shit

1]
You be like...
Why she gotta all of your posts?
Why you in there with them hoes?
And I be like, though
Why you in goin' through my phone?
Bitch I told you take your ass
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 like do it

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 stress out
Move to the next, pull the best out
ain't no test
'Cause baby if it was you would have to

That you don't know
Do you
You be wrong 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 gettin' wrong
I'ma move on to a dancer

2]
Baby I'm all about pussy
But your pussy gon' really make me chill, is it?
at you like, oh really? Oh really?
Havin' real hair, that don't you real, can I...
Hit you with the sauce in the
I put this fuckin' meat on your grill, baby
I'll you the stroke, put you on it
I'll show you how to make some fuckin' paper, like...
Oh, oh, I be too much 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 bitches up at your job
look 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
let you stress yourself out
Move over to the next, pull the out
ain't no test
'Cause baby if it was you would to confess

That you don't shit
Do you
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
You be gettin' answers, aww yeah
I see the got you gone
'Cause you know shit
Do you
You be gettin' wrong answers, aww
You be wrong 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 Boomerang shit
You need to stop it with the games, bitch,
What did you was gon' happen?
All you do is a nigga off ya
Sittin' at the crib with a dry
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
boppin', boppin', boppin'
But you be all up in my business, shit, I might go now
How 'bout you worry 'bout that shit else?
Stop me 'bout them bitches in there
Won't you go find out shit for yourself?
'Cause I give a fuck, I don't care
I'ma tell ya
'Cause I'ma 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 over to the next, pull the 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 wrong answers, aww yeah
I see the got you gone
'Cause you don't know
Do you
You be wrong answers, aww yeah
You be gettin' wrong
I'ma move on to a slow