Luyện nghe bài hát Childish

(Chorus: Norco)
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Why you mad, cause I'm
Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' (Nigga)
It ain't my that you love that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she my dick (Nigga)
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish

(Verse 1: Norco)
I cut class for the red
Tryna up like the price is right
Then I whipped up the raw for the Bentley
Dropped a bootleg a rodeo night
Your boy got the in a bidding frenzy
They boyfriends act Miami Vice
I got knocks than a Jehovah's witness
And I keep it more lit the Church of Christ
First first, imma mack regardless
french rosé got me acting heartless
They throwin' but I disregard it
I'm way too smooth to be catching
I picked her up in the Martin
her off in a black Delorean
Spritz Clive Chris on my Mason
your bitch smell just like the Asian market

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, cause I'm
Or you mad cause I be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you love bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault she love my dick (Nigga)
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you on me, that's childish (4hunnid)
Why you on me, that's childish

(Verse 2: YG)
I know you me on the radio (True)
I know you me everywhere you go (True)
Your girlfriend game me all yo'
Aw damn, that's shit I shouldn't mention (uh-oh)
I do shows, I got dough, I got
I got a - sex tape that leak
If I - fuck with you we got beef
Thats why I move how I move in streets
His bitch on my so he checked her
He don't know we go back like Sean John and
He searchin' through a phone he's a
Found out his bitch a night texter
He's trippin', cause she's
But she grown, he act
All those trips she was taking a [?]
She had no money, now she understand it

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, I'm rich?
Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' (Nigga)
It ain't my fault you love that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she love my (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you on me, that's childish

(Verse 3: Norco)
I'm off lean, OG, and Bombay
get fucked like I'm Rico Suave
Blunts get wrapped a RICO statute
I spit Pac at the Paparazzi
Im a problem, my label refuse to me
The club a coop and the pigeons flock me
Revenge of the hood, nerds tryna me
Middle pig [?], that's enough to block me
Got a gold lucky like a Mayan
It look I hit a lick on a pirate
Dope dick will leave a in your sinus
My video leave your phone with a virus
One stand, that's the shit my clique's on
My dick's in her mouth and I her to get gone
the kids while a fuck the kid's mom
In cause I'm rich and she knows the dick's bomb

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, cause I'm
Or you mad cause I be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she love my (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you mad, I'm rich?
Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that you that bitch (Nigga)
It ain't my fault that she my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
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