Luyện nghe bài hát 2 B U

Most I drive with a samurai eye
'cause my says my style was set the fly
and held like a pistol grip
with a new meanin to the word whip
she says she how I look in the rain
but since i never cry, yo, it my pain
so I on the hat and killed all that
man imma rap cat I dont all that
Man God

Primetime on the grime
baby at me tryin ta read my mind
she can see that my mouth be lines
but she ain never been in love a peices sign
shit man now im a parlays bet
im in the cd player of your connect
fucker flame on fucker off
you can see my aditude if the game

Adjust the on the Nakamichi
the blunts optimos is peachey
I dress smooth like
with sharks and mean piranhas
keep my all in your mental
drive and my shirley temple
I just fly on continental
and beat this dime piece in the
she I

Cats come in there suits
way too cute
tell the ta speread the loot
man tell you one thig two times
the homie down the street yo hes got 3
see where im from yo that to crime
see certain hafta keep your ass in line

if it shines and gets dark
throw a new in a old skylark
the Fox with the Goldylocks
here to the block
like you the rocks
and to the cream
but dont taste the
'cause when you the cream its the shceme
na'
man its something like a vegas
you get to chopin up and i can get with major
you get to runnin like a tiger when the go
youre lucky if you get the change of clothes

swicth up to a light
its like cuttin butter with a sharper knife
blunted up one day off
lookin at me takin off my shoe
she asked me somethin that I eva knew
she said "Nicky, I wonder it's like to be you."

I keep it goin on, on
baby till the break of
Andre Nicky dont make me none
im tryin ta get under the sun
I like you put my hair up in a bun
then I go an arsonist
I put the dope together baby pharmacist
and whats with this
and whos bomb is
man the is rolled tighter than a boxer's fist
God
I come down candle wax
I catch you off see if you can handle that
Man im the coka-cola
do it the Ayatollah
service so slow because it sticks jail
why is the raisin up this bail?
thats sister baby I couldnt tell
I roll like DJ Run
my thug homies want me to see they
i get between you a boxin ref
man up with that freak,
have you her yet?
I treat popeyes like
Zap cold bumps rocks and
Keep my nails cut with
add and division
money how im livin
smokin up in the kitchen
you 'aight
im at the bird like a steam ray southern like a
turn around and dissappear or like a ghost
lookin like a cat that just got
smellin like a rolls closin all four