Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Know

I just wanna how niggas going to jail
Telling on niggas, coming home and it still being cool
I just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and with fifty thousand followers
got no money in real life, but still popping, I just wanna know
I wanna know, if a nigga ain't really it in, but acting like he putting it in
Niggas still letting it fly like cool, I really wanna know man
This shit getting different out here it's spooky

Now that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a check
In New wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)
So what that tell me? You a and a fan
Say the wrong you know the shooters at your neck
I just know, if you ain't write that running through the six shit
Tell us who the fuck was Quentin through the six with?
(Running the six with my woes
money you know how it goes
All the real live baby
And the get exposed)
Niggas writing for you cause you know you never did
When I threw hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish
We the type of to tie your mother up
Fuck your sister in the ass and hit brother up, pussy
You sweet, I call you buttercup
You fucking dork you changed the style you studied us
Coming with the flow
Switching up your
We just want a refund, this ain't what we for
Every time that we come, we get we came for
Spitting another niggas shit, but you claim you king

I wanna know, I just wanna know
How these niggas acting like they true but faking
acting like it go
I just wanna know, I wanna know
Was it Quentin Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your flow?
(Milli Vanilli nigga)

Money make a fake ass nigga look real
Money make a sucker that told look trill
Says a lot about all the that's feeling him
But show you bitch ass niggas we're real again
Heard that other nigga talking we get back yet
Let's it short, nigga you ain't get your chick back yet
And now she with the chaser and now you missed that check
You went from Clear to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold up

I got to them off of here, that's right
I got to take off of here, there's only one
And me, you understand?
'Fore all that fighting, you
Sucka he good
thinks he can whoop me
And I he can't whoop me and I
Hey boy, the whole style is chump, you understand?
When it to me you understand
Let me get first
Then I get mine, y'all can do what you wanna do

You you fucked up right?
You shoulda just nothing
Now you're going to have to give me a check to
All I hear is platinum that this
I'm on the cover with a platinum chick
I got a rollie, platinum whip
Niggas frauds I told the truth, ask me shit
All industry fake enemy and rap shit
never really my style we got cash to get
I really started from nothing now back to shit
Puffy almost caught a when he smacked that bitch
Hold up, let that breathe

Yeah this is poppin' shit
no cut on it
If your get hurt
You feel ohhh that's an arrogant little
No this is the and the truth hurts
Haven't I my dues?
I weather the storm?
Niggas is gone and I'm

You let Tip homie piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain't
Real niggas back in style shit is lit
This that Ja shit and 50 cent