Luyện nghe bài hát Who, Not Me

Small World, World, Small World, Small World
No way, no how, get 'em like blaow, blaow, kapaow
Yeah, you ever hear sayin' something
And you they talkin? 'bout you, you not quite sho'

You know I'm sayin'? But it ain't no way talking 'bout you
Introducing the new of disturbing tha peace, small world
From Norfolk, Dolla Boi from Circle, here we go, what?

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Three, two, one, begun is the start but bitch we be saying
We, we just getting started it since one, y'all been
Pondering it, how 'bout I pull it out and kapaow?
I'll 'em up out his mouth with it, big Small World

Norfolik is the gang, extended in the jeans
Put 'em in a box Bisquick, I'm a laker wit clips
Get 'em in the lake wit clips, truth is ya a clipper with
Ain't cha bitch, I'm bout my loot and dollars, shot you

For looting dollars but you and dollarless, fuck it
I shot for Luda and Dolla, I crash parties, blast with toast
I'm a have a problem like scrap blat with me of hoes

One for ya damn lips or there be mixture of and dandruff
If you don't get my damn drift, creep to ya and leak DT piss
is yo highness at his less tempered, keep it pimpin' and watch

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

I been having a bad day, the same ol' shit, we don't give a
who you is, the same ol' clique, and the same ol' biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip, the same 4-4,
The ol' clip, half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get

Bitch, R.I.P. Rick James, I'm bitch, you talkin' to much
Nigga, you a snitch and we don't do it like that
We do three drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don't act get ya trap splat, ack, unload 'em, reload 'em

We back black and when dem gats off, red dots loud noises
Like taking off, Dolla Boi, I got the game in a cross
Make me bang at cha boss, for dem things soft, nigga

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Oh, oh, oh, oh, now if a bad bitch wants dick, it's dick
I give her, Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver, neva back
Won't shake nor shiver, fuck me and get found
In the River, this seven inch shank will put a stop

To his ticker, but shorties to the body make him much quicker
Yeah, I appear to be a nice lil' nigga, fuck with I love
I'm a stone cold killa, off of 'sace, versace
on Chinchilla, eight figga nigga, I'm a multi milla

See me in the street, it can't get no realer, back to my hood
With a pocket full of scrilla, my neighbors say', "My house
Get no bigga", I do good ass with a bad ass temper, please
Tell ya bitch, stop playing with my or I'll stick her, stick her

Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me

Who the you talking to?
Not me, be me, naw not me
Who the fuck you to?
Not me, be me, naw not me