Luyện nghe bài hát Caught Their Eyes

for it
I'm for it

Ah

East Side
With that high
with that Lisa
Talkin' that Lisa, nigga
With we-sa, nigga
that East Side
dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth when everything else
May that we kin but the vibes don't fly

Bruh, I readin' guys like you
I'm surprised think you can disguise y'all truths
I seen eyes wide as they're to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can your Roots
I wave to these haters, give me dap
You the world can see just how phony you act, bruh
Y'all body is all remedial
How could you see the difference you and I?
My crash course was much
'Round who kill they friends
hug their friends' mothers
And up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read things that there
may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a in my sleep

Ready for it, breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, off the coins
Still stingin' from tears, try to see you
I'm ready for earth, ready for
Solipsistic, admit it, I see you
So it seems, so you
I can't tell if you're or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my

I sat with Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes before he
Now, McMillan, he must be color blind
They only see green from purple eyes
They eyes hide, they eyes
My eyes shut to all the lies
These industry niggas, they been fishy
But no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh
This guy had on his face
You think he wanted the masters his masters?
You bastards sold tickets to walk through his house
I'm surprised you auction off the casket
Don't big bro me, "Big Homie"
I've pure admiration become rivals
I've been to Paris at two times
seen the Eiffel, I've seen a eyeful

Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the
open them up, check off the coins
Still from tears, they try to see you
I'm ready for earth, for real
Solipsistic, it, I see you there
So it seems, so you
I tell if you're image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my

been out of touch for a couple years
I've ready for this for real
Hopin' I can touch I see
'Cause I've been ready for you, for

Look, you've done enough. you no sense of decency, sir?
At long last, have you left no sense of

East Side
With that feets
Nigga with that
Talkin' that Li-sa, nigga
With that we-sa,
With that East
dance, uh
Your eyes the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the don't fly