Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

Na I told shorty to curve, she like curve? I'm curve
She like what that mean, I'm like that mean get away me
Ya breath stink, you heard a tic
Curve man, get here
Big Pun was alive tell you to go that way, curve

From Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, the reservoir
Few Beretta scars, get ya ajared
Respect ya pa, believe, bet a card

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

I'm Rambo, commando,
You'll disappear, vamanose
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 dough tho, he a no
I'm so high, high, in the low, low
I ain't got a but yo I gotta get dressed
Come watch a mobster get
and Ostrich on deck

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

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

nigga
No trick
Curve
No curve

nigga
No trick
Curve
No curve

Yo, Cam, why they startin' wars?
Forced in garden, kitchen, floors
pimps, watch them whores
Slide 'em to the crib, right in her ribs
Right outside her ribs, inside her chips
Please stop me

Look, diamonds her wrist, house behind the cliffs
Left her equivalent to 600 of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm a different venue
These Nikes, ask, discontinued, must miscontinue
One clip end you
stop watchin' me

Yeah, I can't front 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 yaself
Since you feel yaself, .9 mill to ya health
stop watchin' me

Yeah, I know a lotta hatin' wanna clap me still
Listen good, I don't how you actually feel
'Cause I'm actually real, for real in steel
And the roof open up like a happy

Get a grip, you won't feel shit
We move single file, we on a field trip
Get ya permission slip, can you it?
the gun son, put in a different clip

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

Curve
No curve
nigga
No curve

Curve
No curve
nigga
No curve

Hundred 40th, Harlem you what it is