Luyện nghe bài hát Check Me Out

[Check me out right
Na'mean old
Old niggas used to be like..
What they to be like? "Check me out now"
What other ad libs old school niggas used to say?
I don't but fuck it]

Look, now let me ask you a
Who are Where you from? What you reppin?
Is every bar a burner or a weapon?
Now he all gassed up by his
Some me that my music is depressing, but
The best rapper in the world, I was
Jumpoff! be the exception
Am I the only one progressing in the recession?
They tell me tricking tricking if you got it
I never heard false words spoken
So, if I you I'm a leave your wrist frozen
I was lying to you or just joking
You be in a wet T-shirt soaking,
You could, me how your shit get like the ocean
You could, jack me off with a bottle of lotion while ya open
And trouble gettin a token
I up a lil, see I'm much more mature,
My is one you can adore (ask around)
That wasn't always the case so for starter
I'm enjoying the hood, the one after
I used to invest in
With money in Maryland, not Lynch
Stanley, Goldman Sachs,
And now I'm stacks as I stroll in Saks
it!
Uh, me out now!

[Ya
all grown up
It was shit]

2:]
Look, when I was younger I to get ass for sport
Now I'm less about her sex, I'm more into her
Nah, I ain't mean to that yet, I regress
I'm into her thoughts on sex
And the property, what's across my neck
Be clear, I'm more into her career her hair
Her nothing is insurmountable
I'm worried about her account, is she
man shit, I'm no longer outlandish
The roof don't drop but it's
And I haters can't stand it
So I do it on purpose, still on my Jerz
We fall flat, and we never cave in
I pressure right to my doormat
All that adversity never me
If it feeds me, it'll nourish me (motivate me)
I try to keep it a hundred, non
Lane switching in my true religions with the stitching
No fitted, T, Kid
These rap niggas is ass and I don't dig
Into entering clubs, dodging
So they can talk bout me for a whole blog
Go hard, no prob, that's the
(I might) at jokes nigga, I'm a grown ass man! y
Ya

me out now!

[Yeah!
Joey!
I to god if this roof came down..
This shit be down now, snowing

and I'd my mo'fucking my shades on and shit, my hand out the window smoking...
A blunt!
Be to the cops too
off coppers!