Luyện nghe bài hát Check It Out

From a nickel and ass nigga
To a top top top, big
Check it, check it out, it out
it out, check it
Check it out, it out, check it out
Check it out, it

It cell in this town that can hold
And fuck the task force 'cuz them suckas tried to fold me, me
me if I move that they was blastin'
Got me to the station, questions they be askin'
Who's the big balla, who supply crew?
Who got the big in the box is it you?
I never said a word 'cuz I don't do so
You fools, got some question better ask the lawyer

I'm so international, all my cashional
18 million rational, mice?
you want fool dogg tell me what you need
'Bout a pints of Hennisse an eighth of weed
Seems time gettin'
Time to from nickels, dimes up to quarters
Kurupt, B-legit, and 40
oughta, get to swervin'
Take a hit, hit the and then get to pervin'

Squa, music, Mobb music
Right on a muthfucka and down on his ass music
The 213 the
Pull a ho a muthafuckin' tug of war
40 water your patna
Ever since the womb, I been a
up
(Actin' up)
Actin'
(Actin' tough)
Actin' bad all kinds of guns and stuff

From a and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin' big
From a nickel and dime ass
To a top hat big rigga
From a nickel and ass nigga
To a top hat big rigga
From a nickel and dime ass
To a top hat big rigga

I got a half a ounce and a 'four to
Half a brick to flip, large amount
Life as a young nigga with don't count
Life as a young with loot turned out
You know it ain't to it but to do it
Flow like fluid, you's
Pursue it, subdue it and run it
Doin' what I do is hard to my composure
Ah man they through with no douja

The muthfuckin' county ain't no for the savage
A cock hound smokin' nigga 'bout his cabbage
But if I'm ever caught I'm a ride my
Divorce my broad but nigga my bitch
Bury my mail in my momma
Steady poppin' chyme to correctional
They fucks wit my crew 'cuz they claim that we be
niggaz from the V to the H-I double

I'm tryin' to get party tonight at this motel
A gang a bitches there, some more on my mail
full of the ice and the fifths
My homey K-1 blunts at the crib
First I take a hit, like a pimp
The muthafuckin' with the million dollar limp
Another big day for this timin' ass
Hit the block stock in my fin Impala

Let them pipes
I know I'm saucy
19 shots next to my 40
my knot
Shake the and gets far
Bitch, I'm a rap star

From a and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin' big
a nickel and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin' big
From a nickel and ass nigga
To a top hat ballin' big
From a nickel and dime ass
To a top hat ballin' big

Me shop with sixteenth of powder to a whole zip
To a half ham now I'm kilograms
Niggaz 'spect me to the 'cuz I'm highly spoken 'bout
Niggaz love me because I'm all about my route
I keep my and my bail bondsmen paid shit
For all I know they decide to raid shit
Back in the day po-po was easily
But now they got some new and state of the art

Now it's goin' down am I in the past
modern day slavery takin' toll on my ass
You either take me in or this timer go
Or if you got some charges nigga let this timer
I told you I'm a rapper, love to
Catch me on the with a mic spittin' game
my name and you can even ask your daughter
About Kurupt, B-legit and 40

From a nickel and dime ass
To a top hat big rigga
From a and dime ass nigga
To a top hat ballin' big
From a nickel and dime ass
To a top hat ballin' big
From a nickel and dime ass
To a top hat big rigga

From a nickel and dime ass
(Check it)
To a top
(Check it out, it out, check it out, check it)
a nickel and dime ass nigga
(Check it out)
To a top
(Check it out, it out, check it out, check it)
From a nickel and dime ass
(Check it out)
To a top
(Check it out, check it out, check it out, it)
From a nickel and ass nigga
(Check it out)
To a top
(Check it out, it out, check it out, check it)