Luyện nghe bài hát Check Me Out

[Check me out here
old school
Old school 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 but fuck it]

Look, now let me ask you a
Who are you? you from? What you reppin?
Is every bar about a burner or a
Now he all up by his presence
Some me that my music is depressing, but
The best rapper in the world, I was
Jumpoff! Must be the
Am I the only one progressing in the recession?
They tell me ain't tricking if you got it
I heard more false words spoken
So, if I told you I'm a leave your wrist
I was lying to you or just joking
You could be in a wet soaking,
You could, tell me how shit get like the ocean
You could, jack me off with a of lotion while ya legs open
And trouble gettin a token
I grew up a lil, see I'm more mature,
My repoire is one you can (ask around)
That wasn't the case so that's for starter
I'm enjoying the hood, the one father
I used to in heroin
With in Maryland, not Merrill Lynch
Stanley, Goldman Sachs,
And now I'm holding stacks as I stroll in
it!
Uh, me out now!

[Ya
Nigga all up
It was shit]

2:]
Look, I was younger I used to get ass for sport
Now I'm less about her sex, I'm more her thoughts
Nah, I ain't mean to cross yet, I regress
I'm into her thoughts on sex
And the property, fuck what's across my
Be clear, I'm more her career then her hair
Her mindstate; nothing is
I'm worried her account, is she accountable?
Real man shit, I'm no longer
The roof don't but it's panoramic
And I know haters can't it
So I do it on purpose, on my Jerz shit
We don't fall flat, and we never in
I leave right to my doormat
All that adversity never me
If anything it feeds me, it'll me (motivate me)
I try to it a hundred, non fiction
Lane switching in my true religions with the stitching
No fitted, T, Kid
rap niggas is ass and I don't dig botox
Into clubs, dodging photogs
So they can talk shit bout me for a 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 swear to god if this roof down..
shit be down right now, snowing

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