Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Got Nothing On Me

I'm with a hundred and one niggas, we doggy deep
And fly the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap
you better think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up like
But givin' I'm at your it's
Not to put no fuckin' fish tanks in Civics
Fuck your ride pimped
You'll get whipped
Have you in the trunk curled up fried shimp
It's a good year maybe I should ride a blimp
Cause your boy just stay the game
They tryna tag em, spray a brotha'
But your shots reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head nigga, say name
Take this family for a joke play them Wayan games
And I'm a get you I be scheming with dis keenin
Aimin with dis
I'm that major pain in
My lil man is on ya Marlon and ya
Lay the beef on noodle
Make some noodle
40 cal fettuccine pound pasta
You reach for medallion you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushin if the drivers
I work the S6 ever the 5 retired
The drop top, they say it's Ocean inspired
So you could call a cab once your fall for Fab

Uh I get money a *mufucka*
Shades than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a
Yeaa u would never see yeaa
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

I'm on the grind the police come
With that pistol on the side boy be dumb
Or... I let semi twirl ya
Now you could the drip
Cause one shot outta the clip will curl you
Leave you like seconds
Obey me peasants
Or get opened up like
Please, my young boys for respect
your throat, have you smilinl witcha neck
Say
My doughs a bit
My is just slaughter
My wrists look like frozen Spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think messing with
I get money out the ass, that's some expensive
Haven't you all (what?)
all herbs (yup)
I toothpicks(where)
In ya d'oeuvre
Listen,
I'm a shark, just koi fish (what else)
Octopus(what else)


I got my eye on wifey now (yea)
I'll her lick me up(up)
And then me down(down)
She told me a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn)
She told me I'm a I'm a stud*(daaamn)*
She told me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin for the
So I gave her knee for the rug(haha)
skull gang from the chain to the lifestyle
You surf-boy get wiped out(totally)

Uh I get like a *mufucka*
Shades darker than I but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothin' on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money a *mufucka*
Yeaa money u would never see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

Get you 3-4 get you like the number 1 umma a get me 2
It's weezy f you now you have a baby
My money fold nor bends
Mercedes Maybach, Grey
And I gotta 4-4 and a k 8-stacks
Fuck your and your town, I state facts, take that
No, yet like diddy take that
Wait rats, I rats
I clean them out Ajax
Got paper a fax machine

Damn I mean
don
After there will be nine
Damn I mean there be none
I be one
Of the things you ever felt you ever seen or
Heard Harvard ya'll scared
Not me
Not I
Call me Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a
I'll bring rail to funeral
Damn I mean funer-al
You say tomato I say
You say get 'em I say got 'em
Yea I got 'em
Man you better keep me cause you don't want my problems
I be wildin Capital One... what is in your wallet?
You fly
But what is it to
Weezy I'm at the top up in your bottom
Damn I foot up in your ass
I kick shit now gon put it in the trash

Uh I get money a *mufucka*
Shades than I bitch but I could see
I got
You got
You got nothing on me
Uhhh I'm gettin money like a
Yeaa you ain't never see *yeaa
uh
You got nothing on me

Yeaa I'm gettin' money like a
Shades darker than a but I could see
I got
You got
You ain't got on me

Yeaa I'm gettin money like a
Big money nigga, big money nigga, big nigga