Luyện nghe bài hát Childish

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

(Verse 1: Norco)
I cut class for the red
Tryna double up the price is right
Then I whipped up the raw for the Bentley
Dropped a bootleg like a rodeo
Your boy got the bitches in a bidding
boyfriends act like Miami Vice
I got more knocks than a Jehovah's
And I keep it more lit than the of Christ
things first, imma mack regardless
This rosé got me acting heartless
They throwin' shade but I it
I'm way too to be catching charges
I picked her up in the Aston
her off in a black Delorean
Spritz Chris on my Mason Martin[?]
Cause your bitch smell just like the market

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

(Verse 2: YG)
I know you heard me on the (True)
I you hear me everywhere you go (True)
girlfriend game me all yo' attention
Aw damn, that's some shit I mention (uh-oh)
I do shows, I got dough, I got
I got a - sex that might leak
If I don't - fuck you we got beef
Thats why I move how I move in these
His on my dick so he checked her
He don't we go back like Sean John and Mecca
He through a phone he's a presser
Found out his a late night texter
He's trippin', cause she's
But she grown, he act
All trips she was taking a pirate [?]
She ain't had no money, now she it

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

(Chorus: Norco)
Why you mad, I'm rich?
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 that she my dick (Nigga)
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you trippin' on me, that's
Why you mad, cause I'm
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 on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, childish
Why you on me, that's childish
Why you trippin' on me, that's
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