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

Goddamn I good
Somebody me, huh
This does 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 even when they with they ho
It amazes me them don't care
All fade tight, ass
And before I can get a chance to blink
Wild start sendin' me drinks
But I 'em all back, 'cause I got my own loot
Suit? It's a
Boots? Gianni
It hard to see
I got my own money, don't fuck me
Can't touch me, check my
Swap meet bitches, please, for

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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 walk in the room, all on me)
What can I say?
(And are the sounds they be makin' at me, say what)

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

Uh, picture me Strings, Pav in my ear
I push a new every year
Hip Hop sweetheart, nigga
value, like 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
and you out the first 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 slipped me his
And said call me baby, a real lady
Workin' those Girbaud, spittin' at shows
I check the and the skills
Can I get your on the 50 dolla bill, for real?

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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, down the block
In my summer car, 320 E
the wife get it together, she ain't cute
Rockin' that with them daisy dukes
And that know it
That's why he the fat tale poet
Spittin' game like a nigga sayin', pass me Moet, for real

1

Uh uh, yeah
Uh uh, yeah

1 (without Strings)

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