Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

Na I shorty to curve, she like curve? I'm like curve
She what that mean, I'm like that mean get away from me
Ya stink, you heard a tic tacs?
man, get outta here
Big Pun was alive he'd you to go that way, curve

Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, like the reservoir
Few scars, get ya neck ajared
Respect ya pa, don't believe, bet a

I need a freak, I a tramp ma
And my dick you can lick a stamp uh
And ya back, you can lick a ramp ma
Get a you about to get ram hard

I'm Rambo, commando,
disappear, vamanose vato
Got doe, gwap, hoes, go
Ratt, tatt, tatt, how could he not

Louie tho, you can see the logo
And I chop, blo, blo, no
out in the woods, no po, po
He the deal a no go yo

I get tho, he a no show
I'm so high, high, in the low, low
I ain't got a address but yo I gotta get
watch a mobster get fresh
Linen and Ostrich on

I know ya'll wish that shots woulda shot me to death
But death because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get
Dummy money, bustin' my socks and my sweats
Get but alota my gwaps in a check

my word, if homie actin' absurred
And he like a bird then tell tha dude to curve
Girls too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she
nerve then tell the girl to curve

Curve
No trick
nigga
No trick

nigga
No trick
Curve
No curve

Yo, damn Cam, why they startin'
Forced in garden, kitchen, floors
Lil' pimps, them whores
'em to the crib, right in side her ribs
Right outside her ribs, right inside her
stop watchin' me

Look, diamonds her wrist, house behind the cliffs
Left her equivalent to 600 of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm from a venue
These Nikes, don't ask, discontinued, miscontinue
One will end you
Please stop me

Yeah, I front baby girl, I'm somethin' to watch
I ask her one thing, "Girl, you or not?"
I make scrilla melt, you need killa help
My doors are suicide, bitch, go kill
Since you feel yaself, .9 to steal ya health
Please stop me

Yeah, I know a lotta y'all hatin' wanna me still
good, I don't care how you actually feel
'Cause I'm real, for real wrapped in steel
And the open up like a happy meal

Get a steel grip, you won't feel
We single file, like we on a field trip
Get ya slip, can you vision it?
Empty the gun son, put in a clip

That's my word, if actin' absurred
And he sorta like a bird then tell tha to curve
Girls too, if she on ya nerves and she gota
Lotta then tell the girl to curve

nigga
No curve
Curve
No curve

Curve
No curve
Curve
No curve

Hundred 40th, Harlem you know it is