Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Nigga

I it fresher than the next bitch
No need for you to ever sweat the bitch
With speed, I make the best bitch see the indeed
You know your thoroughly respected by me
You get the to the Lexus, with no driver
You gotcha own '96 the ride
And keep your ass tighter Versace thats why
You gotta watch friends you got to watch me
They shit
The first chance to the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent
And papayas, from the village to the
Time to kill it on your no question
I got more black between my sheets than Essence
say sex is a weapon, so when I shoot
Mmet your death in than 8 seconds
Still poundin in my life
my shit is tight
You who askin

no nigga like the one I got
No one can fuck you
Sleeps but he gives me alot
Keeps you in and leathers
Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
the freaks to find a man of there own
(Man a own, man a they own)

to def in Moschino, coach bag
Lookin half black and filipino no jacks
Got you a to feel important
Surrouding your feet in Dega's and Charles Jordan
I keep ya but love
You know these ho's be me weak
knows how it goes 'b and so I creep
Ive been sinnin you been playin wit Barbie and Ken in
You can't change a game in the 9th inning
The chrome rim keeps em grinnin
So I run way the up in em
And wrinkle the face like
I play hard-eh till say God
He's keepin it jigga stay hard
Lawd even trip
I never slip, nigga what you see is whatcha get
Weapons what the fuck yall feel
you nigga play sick we can all get ill
-Whats the

Aint no nigga the one I got
No one can fuck you
Sleeps around but he gives me
Keeps you in and leathers
Friends 'ill tell me I should leave you
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Tell the freaks to a man of there own
(Man a own, man a they own)

Yo, aint no this, no lie
Promise to monogamous, I try
But love you know these be makin me weak
Y'all knows how it goes B so I stay

What up boo just keep me laced in the illa
Bank rolls and shit, rubs in the french tubs
Mackin this bitch, nigga
So when you flip that
Remember them days you was dead
But now style and I raised you
made you into a don
Flippin heroin and shit
You know my pussy is all
Thats why I get bagets 5 and all that
From Gabana to H Vendell I'm ringin bells
So who the playa, I still keep you in the illest
Tailor made so we can lay up in the reminiscin
On how I the best a shit
Specially Im flippin Baileys
Dont give a fuck about how you move them other mamis
I push da Z, eating shrimp scampi with rocks larger than
them Reebok broads, you made it known who your wife was
I got you in Armani sweaters
Before rap shit
When you was in letters and berattas
And eek with mo in the glasses
in Cali wit all the flavor suede Bally's
Now all mens' up in your benz's
post, I swear you be killin me
Playin inside my hairs
I never worry bout them other
you proved who was your wiz
When you was spinnin bitch
I took a when you was up north
Your stay pilin
How you livin large on the
All them have me vex
But when you come
Knew I was comin off half of them checks
Now we on the
Your diamond mami wit the eyes
this grip cocked the green and the shit
Fucks no, I see half the
Made you into a star, pushin hundred thousand cars

Aint no like the one I got
No one can fuck you
Sleeps around but he gives me
Keeps you in and leathers
Friends 'ill tell me I should you alone
Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah ha
Tell the freaks to find a man of own
(Man a they own, man a own)