Luyện nghe bài hát Check Me Out

[Check me out here
old school
Old niggas used to be like..
What used to be like? "Check me out now"
What other ad libs these old school niggas to say?
I don't know but it]

Look, now let me ask you a
Who are you? Where you What you reppin?
Is bar about a burner or a weapon?
Now he all up by his presence
Some tell me my music is depressing, but
The rapper in the world, I was destined
Jumpoff! be the exception
Am I the only one that's progressing in the
tell me tricking ain't tricking if you got it
I never heard more words spoken
So, if I told you I'm a leave wrist frozen
I was either lying to you or just
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 ya legs open
And have trouble a token
I grew up a lil, see I'm more mature,
My repoire is one you can (ask around)
wasn't always the case so that's for starter
I'm enjoying the hood, the one father
I used to in heroin
money in Maryland, not Merrill Lynch
Morgan Stanley, 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 I used to get ass for sport
Now I'm about her sex, I'm more into her thoughts
Nah, I mean to cross that yet, I regress
I'm more into her on sex
And the property, fuck what's my neck
Be clear, I'm more into her then her hair
Her mindstate; nothing is
I'm worried about her account, is she
Real man shit, I'm no outlandish
The roof drop but it's panoramic
And I know haters stand it
So I do it on purpose, on my Jerz shit
We don't fall flat, and we never in
I pressure right to my doormat
All that adversity never me
If anything it feeds me, nourish me (motivate me)
I try to it a hundred, non fiction
switching in my true religions with the double stitching
No fitted, T, Kid
These rap is ass and I don't dig botox
Into clubs, dodging photogs
So they can talk shit me for a whole blog
Go hard, no prob, the plan
(I might) laugh at nigga, I'm a grown ass man! y
Ya

me out now!

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

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