Luyện nghe bài hát Check Me Out

[Check me out right
Na'mean old
Old school used to be like..
they used to be like? "Check me out now"
What other ad libs these old school niggas to say?
I know but fuck it]

Look, now let me ask you a
Who are you? Where you What you reppin?
Is every bar a burner or a weapon?
Now he all gassed up by his
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
They tell me tricking tricking if you got it
I never heard more false 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, tell me how your get like the ocean
You could, jack me off a bottle of lotion while ya legs open
And have trouble gettin a
I grew up a lil, see I'm more mature,
My is one you can adore (ask around)
That wasn't the case so that's for starter
I'm enjoying the hood, the one after
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
Nigga all up
It was shit]

2:]
Look, when I was younger I to get ass for sport
Now I'm less her sex, I'm more into her thoughts
Nah, I ain't to cross that yet, I regress
I'm more into her on sex
And the property, fuck what's across my
Be clear, I'm more into her career her hair
Her mindstate; is insurmountable
I'm about her account, is she accountable?
man shit, I'm no longer outlandish
The roof drop but it's panoramic
And I know haters stand it
So I do it on purpose, still on my Jerz
We don't fall flat, and we never in
I pressure right to my doormat
All that never worried me
If anything it feeds me, nourish me (motivate me)
I try to keep it a hundred, non
Lane switching in my true religions the double stitching
No fitted, T, Kid
These rap niggas is ass and I don't dig
Into entering clubs, photogs
So they can talk bout me for a whole blog
Go hard, no prob, that's the
(I might) laugh at jokes nigga, I'm a 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 to the cops too
off coppers!