Luyện nghe bài hát All Eyes On Me (Revisiting Cold Blooded)

Goddamn I look
slap me, huh
This club does not want 2 2 seconds of me
But give it to 'em anyway, uh

I walk in the door, niggas be like "yo"
Stare me up and down even when with they ho
It amazes me niggas don't care
All fade tight, ass
And I can even get a chance to blink
Wild mutha-fuckas sendin' me drinks
But I send 'em all back, 'cause I got my own
Suit? a Miaki
Boots? Versace
It ain't to see
I got my own money, fuck with me
Can't me, check my steeze
Swap meet bitches, please, for

1 - (Strings)
Cold...
(When I in the room, all eyes on me)
Let me get number
(Got ice on my hands, ice on my feet)

Cold...
(When I in the room, all eyes on me)
What can I say?
(And these are the they be makin' at me, say what)

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

Uh, me Strings, Pav diamonds in my ear
I push a new somethin' year
Hip Hop sweetheart, pleaser
Coochie value, the Mona Lisa
99 escalade, like Chanel
my shit, on the way to Bloomingdale's
For a spree, niggas jocking me
tale centerfold, no stopping me
And your bitch is jealous 'cause I'm
While and you out the to tell her
I won't tell her, I'm hella plus she dumber and dumber
while she was in the dressing room, he slipped me his number
And said call me baby, you're a lady
Workin' those Girbaud, spittin' at shows
I check the and the skills
Can I get your autograph on the 50 dolla bill, for

1

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

Yo, I got a fat boy on my
Nigga got a but he got a fat knot
'Member when it was hot, rollin' the block
In my car, 320 E drop
Tell the wife get it together, she ain't
Rockin' that sweater with them dukes
And that know it
That's why he with the fat poet
Spittin' game like a nigga sayin', baby me Moet, for real

1

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

1 (without Strings)

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