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

Goddamn I good
Somebody me, huh
This club not want 2 point 2 seconds of me
But I'mma it to 'em anyway, uh

When I walk in the door, be like "yo"
Stare me up and down even when they they ho
It me them niggas don't care
All tight, ass everywhere
And before I can get a chance to blink
mutha-fuckas start sendin' me drinks
But I send 'em all back, 'cause I got my own
It's a Miaki
Boots? Versace
It hard to see
I got my own money, fuck with me
Can't touch me, my steeze
Swap bitches, please, for real

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

Cold...
(When I walk in the room, all on me)
more can I say?
(And these are the sounds they be at me, say what)

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

Uh, me Strings, Pav diamonds in my ear
I push a new somethin' every
Hip Hop sweetheart, nigga
value, like the Mona Lisa
99 escalade, smellin' like
my shit, on the way to Bloomingdale's
For a shopping spree, niggas me
Black centerfold, no stopping me
And your bitch is jealous I'm gettin'
While and you out the to tell her
I won't her, I'm hella plus she getting dumber and dumber
'cause while she was in the dressing room, he me his number
And said me baby, you're a real lady
Workin' those Girbaud, spittin' flows at
I the videos and the skills
Can I get your on the 50 dolla bill, for real?

1

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

Yo, I got a fat boy on my
got a wife but he got a fat knot
'Member when it was hot, rollin' the block
In my summer car, 320 E
the wife get it together, she ain't cute
Rockin' that sweater with daisy dukes
And that nigga it
why he with the fat tale poet
Spittin' game a nigga sayin', baby pass me Moet, for real

1

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

1 (without Strings)

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